Alcoholism

"NO!" "STOP!" 

Don't let them see

Don't let them hear you cry

I know pain is the only thing you can feel inside

Flashbacks replaying nonstop in the back of your mind

"Mommy, Daddy, where are you?" 

Empty bottles lying across the floor

The smell of whiskey residues 

But what for?

A flood of blood on the stud

A cry for help beings to roar 

"She's gone!" he cried; "What have you done?"

She will never be restored.

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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