Withdrawals of a crippling addiction. (883 hits)
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Submitted by MrCoffee (View user info) at 2005-05-16 02:37:41 EDT
Jake hung his dishevelled, blotchy face between his hands.
Hair hung clumped and greasy in front of his face. a faint odour of dirt and grease permeated the greasy locks and floated across his desk.
"Christ. Don't tell me its worn off already. It CANT have worn off already."
The Coke he'd had at lunchtime was only a small one compared to the hit he'd taken earlier that morning, and as the drug's effect had dispersed from his brain, Jake felt that incredible weight press down on him again.
The weight between his shoulder-blades was spreading upward like the shadow of sunset lurking across an urban cityscape. creeping, changing shape across the terrain - reaching out across the jagged surface toward Jake's mind.
The incredible sense of lethargy wrapped its black padded tendrils across the back of his neck, sending a reluctant shiver down his limbs.
One by one, the ever more depressing fog muffled his senses.
His fingers became sluggish across the keyboard, a formidable 100 words per minute reduced to a mere 40. Then his eyes, drooping with the feeling of lead weights hanging from his eyelids via fishing-hooks. The monotonous sterile beige desk began to distort in front of him as his eyelids reached the point of almost closure.
The smoke-like lethargy began to creep into his ear as his breathing slowed to sporadic shallow sleep-like breaths. The office sounds around him slowly began to drown out as his hearts beat slowed like heavy rolling ball - All momentum and driving force slowly but surely draining from his very soul and being.
All care and thoughts of things other than sleep were void in jakes mind, the lack of stimulant in his brain was a truly depressing feeling, a pure emptiness almost un-tolerable.
But Jake had felt this before, he was trapped in a constant roller-coaster of chemical highs and the incredible pressure of mental lows.
Jake began to realise he couldn't deal with the full force of a come-down right now, work was just too tedious. He shook his head to try and clear the lethargic fog, only to feel the pressure surrounding his brain to constrict even further like a python, knowing its prey would soon crumble.
"No. Not now."
Jake fumbled amongst the fog and found what he needed.
"Tomorrow" He thought.
"tomorrow I wont let it get to me. tomorrow I'll be strong enough to overcome it"
But as always, he knew he was only telling himself this to ease the present pain. tomorrow it would just be worse than today, a never ending vicious circle, gaining momentum every day, the fog growing thicker, prying happiness's last broken fingers off the ledge on which it was hanging.
As Jake took his first hit, the warm drug found its way into his blood and up to his brain.
As the Fog cleared and a sense of being and happiness crept back, an all familiar and comforting euphoric feeling caused him to smile, forgetting the seemingly endless loop of highs & lows he was stuck in.
Jake nursed his double-shot Espresso and the caffeine percolated through his brain. Jake had a thought:
"tomorrow. tomorrow will be different"
User Reviews
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-05-16 06:35:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
This isn't all that great.
I really feel the wuthor was trying too hard here.
And the lack of originality. I know I know - nothing new under the sun, but hey, what the fuck?
Submitted by Jungle_Jimanee (user info) at 2005-05-16 05:56:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Calios (user info) at 2005-05-16 05:02:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
i agree with PFF
but still, yes.
Submitted by Calios (user info) at 2005-05-16 05:00:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
my god yes.
Submitted by professorfuckface (user info) at 2005-05-16 04:52:36 EDT (#)
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I DID NOT SEE THIS COMING! NOT AT ALL! YOU WIN TEH INTERNET STORY WRITING ORIGINALITY AWARD, AKA THE 9TH GRADER ENGLISH PROJECT CLICHE AWARD.
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-05-16 04:24:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I forgot to add that it makes your poo look, smell and perhaps even burn like coal.
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-05-16 03:56:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
There was a time when I used to drink maybe one cup of coffee a day. Now if I don't drink 6 cups I suffer mood swings, deppression and libido that bounces up and down more than Pele on a pogo stick.
This shit is worse than heroin.
Submitted by mrwolf (user info) at 2005-05-16 03:28:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
put the coffee down jake!
Submitted by dodahdave (user info) at 2005-05-16 03:13:58 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
None can escape the clutches of Mother Caffeine!
All shall love her and despair!!