Wont Be Able Poem by Sharni Baker

Wont Be Able



He hasn't been sober,
I think since october.
I will sit there on the floor,
he'll spoke weed,
and start on speed.
These mistakes he'll make again,
run away, I won't be able.
My hopes on the table,
I no longer can breathe or stand the pain.

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