The pains of addiction

The griping pain, of death at your door The tightness in my chest The need to do my best How can you see this is killing us a Last chance at hope The last hand given No more money To waste spending How can we afford these things? She still so small hardly moving at all Can we change this path? How can it be? Addictions this bad is there help for thee Can she grow up to a daddy tree? Rooted and stable and willing and able The days go by The shakes have started How can you get them to stop? You cannot hold your coffee Your sweating bullets All you are doing is sitting still You are pale as ghost You have become so thin The worry is setting in What do I tell that beautiful child Daddy's sick baby not now Leave daddy alone he cannot hold you now What can I do to help you? Bring you a drink so you say Nothing works Finally, you cave you just have to have a little Then a little more and up we go What do I do for you? I’m at wits end If you say you don't have a problem I love you and want the best For us all I have to put it to the test Please get help I beg! When all hope is gone, this is what I dread When all is done and the rope is hung This is what I am afraid to face When will he do it? Can he even do it? When will he go from one bad to the next Take the baby and run Go to school Better your life Her daddy is using, or is missing What do you tell her when she is looking? Do you hold her hand and tell her the truth? Do you lie? Do you hold your tongue tell she knows? She is so little how do you say it happened My little girl daddy is gone Where too you ask? Well Mommy is unsure he won’t be here for awhile I hold her close as I kiss her hair Loving her is all I have or need No way would I need that stuff why can’t they see Addiction kills get help or it will