Addiction

Addiction

Come listen to the addict

                                                                                As he lies to you.

He wants another fix.

                                                                                There’s nothing he won’t do.

His brain has been rewired.

                                                                                He’s eaten up with pain.

He’ll try his very hardest

                                                                                But the need will still remain

He’s telling you he’s managing

                                                                                Everything is good.

Needs money for the landlord

                                                                                Needs some cash for food.

Like a fool you give it him

                                                                                You feed the evil lie.

He spends it on another fix

                                                                                All morality has died.

You can’t believe a word he says

                                                                                He’s feeding the starving bear.

Insatiable, all-consuming

                                                                                It drags him everywhere.

Stop listening to the addict

                                                                                Feeding that beast

You’re only putting off

                                                                                The time til it will cease.

Opher   29.8.2024

I have had good friends die from addiction. I have watched the light die. Alcohol seems to be among the worst – an addictive poison.

Most of us can enjoy a drink – even get pissed once in a while – a good social relaxer – fun. For others it is a career-destroying, health-robbing cancer that takes everything slowly over time; kills the light in the eyes and then, when everything is gone, it takes the life.

So many friends…..

Poetry – John Phillips – I should have taken

Another poem from John’s Shorts and Shots:

I should have taken

I should have taken more water with the wine,

But water’s simply not my style.

The Ruby Cabernet, the lusty Burgundy;

I know my wines, I am a connoisseur you see.

I should have taken more water with the wine;

I’m here to drink, not mess about.

No limits me, I’ve been around, I know the score;

Another bottle’s down, I’m always up for more.

I should have taken more water with the wine;

I’m feeling amorous tonight.

Hey girls! The open shirt, medallion plain to see,

But sadly, mind and body seem to disagree.

I should have taken more water with the wine;

Sometimes it makes me want to fight.

Who’re you looking at? Let’s settle this outside.

Feel for my broken lips, my wounded, manly pride.

I should have taken more water with the wine.

I’m down, I’ve fallen in the street.

My mobile’s broken, my keys are in the drain;

My wife has gone to bed, she’s locked me out again.

I should have taken more water with the wine;

The sickly gut, the aching head.

This time I’m really done, it’s no more wine for me; Well maybe just the one, or two, or even three.

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