Repugnance of Drunkenness
Dear Mom,
Those words cut deep..
Of the one who is drunk and half asleep
Lack of being sober makes you act mean
I can't stand when alcohol is in the picture
I don't know you when you're riled up in a heavy mixture
A person looks foolish drowning themselves in more misery
Nothing is going to change, by cocking back those loud drinks
The violence, the wildness, where are your consiences when y'all are acting like this?
I can't stress enough how much I hate living in a broken home
Children crying afraid of if in the next minute one of their parents are going to be dying
What kind of example are you setting for the future by living like this?
Drunkenness is pain disguised as a fine time
But what happens waking up hungover not knowing if things could've ended up as a crime?
This is not love, its all hate
What ever happened to when life was all straight?
One day ya picked up a bottle and continued to say "I need more?"
But it's not healthy
What are you doing this for?
I pray every day that your addiction breaks
You don't want to hear it from me 'cause you're so caught up in the E&J
All I'm saying is I truly despise being around your presence when you drink..
Sincerely, your oldest and only daughter
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.
988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
Comments are closed for this poem.