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

This poem is about: 
My family

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