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Posted on 4/25/21 at 2:32 am to EarlyCuyler3
I wrote this a year or so ago.
The Monkey
We hear the word addiction, and we conjure up a picture,
A junkie on the roadside, like a leper from the scripture,
These wretched little vagabonds, out wasting their own lives,
As they beg to feed their habit in the struggle to survive,
But they weren’t always creatures who were slaves unto the spoon,
Most started out as patients in a doctor’s waiting room,
They left as people hurting with a bottle full of pills,
With big pharma pushing poison so its coffers it could fill,
For all of us in some way look for comfort from the pain,
From Tylenol and booze to prayer, with herbs or novacaine,
So when a doctor comes to you,
Says “this will stop the Hurtin”,
You’ll take him at his word, for your trust in him is certain,
Not knowing that drug companies, are tempting him with cash,
To push their poison products out for every bump or gash,
And sure, they work to dull the pain, in fact they do it well,
But when they’re gone, they leave their victims wrapped up in their spell,
To feed the their new addiction,
They tell Doc they’re still in pain,
So he writes a new prescription, fills their pockets once again,
And it goes on until he won’t prescribe them any more,
But the lack of legal product doesn’t stop their need to score,
And so they’ll find some pusher who has access to supply,
They’ll pay whatever price he asks so they can get their high,
‘Cause without the little pills you see, the pain comes roaring back,
But really it’s the monkey of addiction on their back,
And those with jobs and homes and lives only the high they’ll crave,
They’ll sacrifice it all and be by opiates enslaved,
If they can’t earn the money for the price their high demands,
They’ll take it from their children’s mouths and out their loved ones’ hands,
It’s no excuse, they know it’s wrong, but that monkey is stronger,
He rides them and he lies ‘til they can’t take it any longer,
And It’s not just aimless junkies that society will shun,
It’s our mothers and our fathers,
It’s our daughters and our sons,
It takes ones who were decent and it turns them into fiends,
Until they don’t resemble the someone that they’d once been,
So politicians crack down, make it hard to get the pills,
But the companies who started this will line their pockets still,
Now the doctors won’t prescribe,
Even to those who really need it,
But that won’t stop the monkey who demands his victims feed it,
So In the absence of the pills, they find a substitute,
The demon known as heroin,
Into their veins they’ll shoot,
They’ll go from snorting pills to find their fix in a syringe,
Each needle steals their souls pushing them farther towards the fringe.
They’ll lose their jobs and homes and even friendships won’t remain,
They’ll betray and hurt their loved ones to put poison in their veins,
They find themselves upon the streets, beg strangers for some dough,
The monkey doesn’t eat, so to their pusher they will go,
All semblance of their former selves, Is by The Monkey shattered,
And they begin to lose all sight of things that really mattered,
And no matter what they give him, well the monkey asks for more,
And so one night they’ll find themselves convulsing on the floor,
If they’re lucky then the nurses, will use Narcan to reverse,
But at the ones who killed their high to save their lives, they’ll swear and curse,
And most will waste their second chance, and make their way back soon,
To The Monkey that enslaves them, with the needle and the spoon,
But some will take that second Chance, at life that they’ve been given,
And Throw that cursed monkey off, take one more stab at livin’
And leave behind The Monkey’s lies and all that they were knowin’,
But The Monkey’s always waiting, for the hunger to start growing,
He’s lurking in the darkness for the moments when you’re weak,
When despair swirls all around you, all his lies he’ll start to speak,
Of how you’re bound to fail again despite how hard you’ve tried,
How all the pain can go away if you just let him ride,
Of how you’re weak and worthless, Oh, but none of it is true,
The truth is that he’s powerless,
He’s not the boss of you,
Though at first he seems so massive and he doesn’t go away,
Let him know he’s just a monkey,
He’ll get smaller every day,
And when the road gets rocky and you start to lose control,
Remember all you lost when that damn monkey had your soul,
So if you give him nothing, find your feet and stand up tall,
You’ll look down and discover that the monkey’s very small,
And when you’re feeling weak,
Just know that soon the urge will pass,
And if you don’t believe his lies,
Then you can kick that monkey’s arse
The Monkey
We hear the word addiction, and we conjure up a picture,
A junkie on the roadside, like a leper from the scripture,
These wretched little vagabonds, out wasting their own lives,
As they beg to feed their habit in the struggle to survive,
But they weren’t always creatures who were slaves unto the spoon,
Most started out as patients in a doctor’s waiting room,
They left as people hurting with a bottle full of pills,
With big pharma pushing poison so its coffers it could fill,
For all of us in some way look for comfort from the pain,
From Tylenol and booze to prayer, with herbs or novacaine,
So when a doctor comes to you,
Says “this will stop the Hurtin”,
You’ll take him at his word, for your trust in him is certain,
Not knowing that drug companies, are tempting him with cash,
To push their poison products out for every bump or gash,
And sure, they work to dull the pain, in fact they do it well,
But when they’re gone, they leave their victims wrapped up in their spell,
To feed the their new addiction,
They tell Doc they’re still in pain,
So he writes a new prescription, fills their pockets once again,
And it goes on until he won’t prescribe them any more,
But the lack of legal product doesn’t stop their need to score,
And so they’ll find some pusher who has access to supply,
They’ll pay whatever price he asks so they can get their high,
‘Cause without the little pills you see, the pain comes roaring back,
But really it’s the monkey of addiction on their back,
And those with jobs and homes and lives only the high they’ll crave,
They’ll sacrifice it all and be by opiates enslaved,
If they can’t earn the money for the price their high demands,
They’ll take it from their children’s mouths and out their loved ones’ hands,
It’s no excuse, they know it’s wrong, but that monkey is stronger,
He rides them and he lies ‘til they can’t take it any longer,
And It’s not just aimless junkies that society will shun,
It’s our mothers and our fathers,
It’s our daughters and our sons,
It takes ones who were decent and it turns them into fiends,
Until they don’t resemble the someone that they’d once been,
So politicians crack down, make it hard to get the pills,
But the companies who started this will line their pockets still,
Now the doctors won’t prescribe,
Even to those who really need it,
But that won’t stop the monkey who demands his victims feed it,
So In the absence of the pills, they find a substitute,
The demon known as heroin,
Into their veins they’ll shoot,
They’ll go from snorting pills to find their fix in a syringe,
Each needle steals their souls pushing them farther towards the fringe.
They’ll lose their jobs and homes and even friendships won’t remain,
They’ll betray and hurt their loved ones to put poison in their veins,
They find themselves upon the streets, beg strangers for some dough,
The monkey doesn’t eat, so to their pusher they will go,
All semblance of their former selves, Is by The Monkey shattered,
And they begin to lose all sight of things that really mattered,
And no matter what they give him, well the monkey asks for more,
And so one night they’ll find themselves convulsing on the floor,
If they’re lucky then the nurses, will use Narcan to reverse,
But at the ones who killed their high to save their lives, they’ll swear and curse,
And most will waste their second chance, and make their way back soon,
To The Monkey that enslaves them, with the needle and the spoon,
But some will take that second Chance, at life that they’ve been given,
And Throw that cursed monkey off, take one more stab at livin’
And leave behind The Monkey’s lies and all that they were knowin’,
But The Monkey’s always waiting, for the hunger to start growing,
He’s lurking in the darkness for the moments when you’re weak,
When despair swirls all around you, all his lies he’ll start to speak,
Of how you’re bound to fail again despite how hard you’ve tried,
How all the pain can go away if you just let him ride,
Of how you’re weak and worthless, Oh, but none of it is true,
The truth is that he’s powerless,
He’s not the boss of you,
Though at first he seems so massive and he doesn’t go away,
Let him know he’s just a monkey,
He’ll get smaller every day,
And when the road gets rocky and you start to lose control,
Remember all you lost when that damn monkey had your soul,
So if you give him nothing, find your feet and stand up tall,
You’ll look down and discover that the monkey’s very small,
And when you’re feeling weak,
Just know that soon the urge will pass,
And if you don’t believe his lies,
Then you can kick that monkey’s arse
This post was edited on 4/25/21 at 2:37 am
Posted on 4/25/21 at 5:56 am to 3putts
Heard about a firend of a friend who had a heroin addiction and went to some type of clinic for something called Ibogaine treatments (sounds like shrooms) and he is drug free, sober and swears by it.
Posted on 4/25/21 at 6:44 am to Giantkiller
quote:
It's a quiet epidemic that kills more than anyone can imagine
I bet it’s also a big reason that the US has had as much Covid deaths as we have, particularly among the under 65 crowd. Public health - obesity and drugs - has probably been a big multiplier.
Posted on 4/25/21 at 7:30 am to 3putts
It’s natural selection.
Posted on 4/25/21 at 7:36 am to Penrod
quote:
Public health - obesity and drugs - has probably been a big multiplier.
Obesity absolutely. And diabetes or any preexisting respiratory condition. Drugs not so much. It was mainly elderly who were obese and just plain obese people.
Posted on 4/25/21 at 7:39 am to 3putts
Had a cousin die from a heroin overdose a few years ago. She was 32. What was so sad about it was that everyone saw it coming. She’d been struggling for years with the stuff, and was in and out of rehab. For some reason, her death really hit me hard when I turned 32 (her age) a couple months ago.
Posted on 4/25/21 at 8:48 am to 3putts
Time for a dose of "tough love". Get help or get out.
Posted on 4/25/21 at 8:54 am to 3putts
If the goal of your troll post was to bring out all the junkie scumbags of the OT to share their sob stories you did a good job.
Posted on 4/25/21 at 9:46 am to 3putts
quote:
nobody knew he was into that sort of thing.
This mess is running wild
Lots and lots of people became opioid addicts when the Oxy crazy was going on and they were easy to get, some people became addicted due to abuse but many using them as a Dr prescribed.
Once the Oxys went away heroin became the next step but now it's being cut with fentanyl and there's no way people know how much or what they are taking.
Watch this, a coworker of mine knows this kid's mom: LINK
This post was edited on 4/25/21 at 9:59 am
Posted on 4/25/21 at 10:43 am to 3putts
Heroin is serious shite. It can turn the greatest of people to death. I've had way too many friends OD on it and it's awful. Sorry you have to go through that OP. Hopefully he gets the help he needs.
Posted on 4/25/21 at 10:45 am to 3putts
My younger brother is a meth addict. He's almost destroyed my parents. I would never wish this shite on anyone.
Posted on 4/25/21 at 10:49 am to davyjones
quote:
There's more unspeakable evils going on with aome folks than we'd like to accept.
Truth. It seems every day brings a new low in how horrible humans can be to others, and with a growing population the frequency and visibility increases.
quote:
I committed to never prejudging a person in this position again.
You never know what battles are going on inside someone else’s head. Accepting this simple axiom makes it easier to interact with people you wouldn’t usually associate with.
quote:
Kinda hard to fault the man for the rest of his life spiraling into oblivion.
Except when they hurt innocent others, like children or spouses. Another axiom applies equally: It isn’t what happens to you that counts, it’s how you deal with it. If you spread the pain of what happened to you then you’ve become the monster who hurt you.
Posted on 4/25/21 at 10:49 am to 3putts
quote:
Anyone else have family members go through this
My cousin died from it. Her boyfriend/father of her child gave it to her, but nobody blames him as she willingly did it even if he was the one who introduced her.
A girl I grew up with also died from it. They found her in her car in a Walmart parking lot. That actually hit harder, as I knew her much more than my cousin. She was pretty popular, and I'm certain several of the people who ran in her circle still do drugs.
When I got my DUI (I know, trashy lol) in 2011, I was in the jail cell with a girl my age from my hometown. Her sister went to high school with me and we shared a ton of mutual friends. I remember her dad wouldn't come bail her out, so I assume she got into trouble often. She died a few years ago of heroin overdose, I'm pretty sure.
Seems to be more common than I initially thought.
Posted on 4/25/21 at 10:50 am to 3putts
quote:
nobody knew he was into that sort of thing.
bullshite
quote:
Everyone knows his baby momma is a drug using whore and they’re back together
I’m absolutely shocked that’s no one knew he was into such things
This post was edited on 4/25/21 at 10:51 am
Posted on 4/25/21 at 10:54 am to 3putts
quote:
He has no responsibility: gets drunk / high every night and fights with his girlfriend
Sounds like he needs an arse whoopin.
Posted on 4/25/21 at 10:55 am to EarlyCuyler3
quote:
Even the ones that appear to have no real reason to be using often do under the surface. Even kids brought up in good homes, without poverty and abuse often suffer emotionally and mentally from some source and when the solution to those problems crosses their path, they take it.
Totally. I'm very much not anti-drug when done responsibly and with respect for said substance, but sadly these safer drugs that can be done responsibly often become the gateway into much worse stuff and can create addicts from certain personality types.
The /r/Drugs subreddit has really changed over the years to being more and more drug free, and I've found that fascinating. A lot of the people there who had their lives ruined by drugs have stuck around and continued to post.
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