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your 7 year old daughter asked me why you didn't just stop drinking if it made you so sick and it killed me to tell her that you couldn't no matter how hard you tried this was true The tears I cried were not for you they were for them, your beautiful daughters you left behind because you loved the bottle so **** much God I wish you could see what you did and feel terrible about yourself i wish I felt more sympathy for you Last Christmas my aunt cried to me about you because she wanted to take the girls over to your apartment so you could spent time with them and when she called you were already drunk with no presents so she lied and told them you were out of town.
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Mar 13, 2017
Mar 13, 2017 at 10:38 AM UTC
Something I'd never say out loud
your 7 year old daughter asked me why you didn't just stop drinking if it made you so sick and it killed me to tell her that you couldn't no matter how hard you tried this was true The tears I cried were not for you they were for them, your beautiful daughters you left behind because you loved the bottle so **** much God I wish you could see what you did and feel terrible about yourself i wish I felt more sympathy for you Last Christmas my aunt cried to me about you because she wanted to take the girls over to your apartment so you could spent time with them and when she called you were already drunk with no presents so she lied and told them you were out of town.
I know it's not your fault I just wish things happened differently, I wish we had someone to blame
aly-mc
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Mar 13, 2017 at 10:38 AM UTC
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