Resurrection Transcends Poison

Love is a poison. One day you're just walking around enjoying your life, and it bites you like a snake. At first it's all warm and fuzzy, especially if you don't notice the bite take place. But if you don't pay attention and get that bite treated, it could really fuck your shit up. Soon enough it will start to fester. The poison will reach your brain and force you to start doing funny things. Then a great pain will occur. If completely neglected, you will die. Not in the sense of a literal death. It's more like this kind of walking death. You're still up and about, moving through life, but's it's not the same. You're on auto pilot friend. There's a blank death behind the eyes. Body weight will accumulate. Vitality will dwindle. Control will be ceded. Once the situation gets this far along there really isn't much left to do. Nothing short of taking the red pill and seeing the matrix will bring your ass back to the realm of the living. However, if you make it, learn your fucking lesson. Build a fortress around your mistakes. Never be so afraid to go back. Live in your fortress of solitude.