Connie Webb


Alcoholism's Sadness


Their life is getting worse
She just can’t stop drinking today,
But she loves her kids
And thinks perhaps rehabs the way.
Yet she says her kids would miss her
And she doesn't know what to do,
Say a prayer for them all
While alcoholism rips hearts in two.

Submitted: Thursday, April 05, 2007
Edited: Friday, February 11, 2011

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  • Michael Fischer (6/12/2008 7:16:00 PM)

    Connie, this is such a sad poem! But a good one too...you brought light to the darkness that is alcoholism. The ending was well executed and memorable. I give it a ten.
    -Michael (Report) Reply

  • Bonnie Collins (2/23/2008 12:12:00 AM)

    Oh connie this is sad, and yet so true, alocholism is unfortunatly one of the deadliest diseases to man kind, and it is self inflicted which makes it all the more complex to except.... Very sorry, and prayers are sent her way....... Very good subject to write on! ! !

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