Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2019
“you asked me for help, to fix you, to fight against your addiction

i asked you to do things, you promised me that you’ll do them

but promises aren’t meant to last, so here i am, stuck with more excuses

i weep at the loneliest night, thinking that i’m selfish & not letting you do things you love–“

but oh child, it is not your responsibility to fix him.

it is not.
La Chrymal
Written by
La Chrymal
250
   Fawn
Please log in to view and add comments on poems