I CAN’T WAIT TILL THEY WEAR OUT.

Intact beyond breaking point was how their bond was. The most solid thing they ever had was what was running between the two of them. Strangers who became friends, friends who became besties and besties who became lovers and built a family.

There was one worry whatsoever; the worry that drugs which sometimes bring problems to what they already had.
Partying was occasional. After all, they both were party animals. Wine, beer, liquor, spirits name them. It all started here. No one likes being stuck in one place and so they slowly progressed as time moved by. Shisha , weed, heroin… and the list is endless. They called themselves ‘experiencers’ . You never know how good or bad something is till you try it.

A very strongly built ‘mansion’ was slowly breaking. The walls were falling apart and everything in it was rusting. Improvement is supposed to nourish us and make us look better but for them, it was the opposite. Wrangles, situations, quarrels and all types of head aches started showing up.

Violence was calling. It was waiting for the right time to show up. A time when both of them would be so wasted that they would hurt each other without having a second thought. Isn’t that how misuse of drugs makes people behave?

‘We should put our lives together and sober up someday’ .This used to be their daily motivational utterance. They never knew it was just a plan empty talk that would lead them nowhere. What’s words without actions? We blub too much you know. Their arrogance, ignorance and addiction was finally bearing fruits.

Verbal tantrums, emotional abuse, psychological bullying all these were the results to be ‘jubilated’ on. Slaps that led to bruises, bruises that led to bumps, bumps to injuries. Injuries beyond what can be repaired. And then we all know what’s next. Don’t we?

We all would say that a drunk person is not in his senses when exhibiting violence but again, it’s always controllable. Walking away from such a person would help resolve the situation. May be even walking away forever if the addict is too much to handle.

Let’s not fall into stupid traps in the name of lust or feelings or whatever each of you says you have. What chemistry is there if he/ she is introducing you to drugs? Is it a chemical based chemistry … literally, where we’re taught what to mix but sometimes end up mixing and consuming what is dangerous?

Why do we have to sugarcoat drug based violence in the name of may be someday the person will change? Let’s remember that we cannot change a person unless they are willing to change themselves. Actions can easily change but feelings might be as rigid. No one deserves to be violated in any way then blame it on drugs. No. It should never be like that.

One time , two times, three times… that’s a habit formed. You raise a hand on a person when you’re high or drunk or wasted then apologize later… what for? Drugs got nothing to do with it. You as a person are the monster.

Let’s face this reality. If you cannot control your anger or the ‘wild you’ while on drugs, then stay away from those you might hurt. Or better yet, quit drugs. It’s the only permanent solution.
Drugs are not as bad. What they make you is the real deal.

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