The Night
I come out of my room at night and see you there
Laying back watching Television
I sit on the couch to watch with you,
Enjoying my time with you.
I walk over to you to talk to you, and there it is.
The bottle has ruined my childhood
You know what you did about 4 years ago.
It was then when I saw that very bottle in your hands
The night we left you.
The night when you lost my love
The night you lost your only daughter
The night you lost the respect of your eldest son
The night we left you
All you could say was goodbye just leave
I was only 10 years old. At that moment
You brought a little girl to tears, because
You drank to forget. What you forgot
Was you were hurting your family more by drinking.
So while you drank to forget, we suffered.
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