Again and again she trusts his heart is true
Holding back her tears and fears
Because she knows her mother is broken too
Her heart now is truly nothing but dead
It could be the last I see
I'll manage one more fight she said
For I am nothing without me
She comes home to bitter silence
An almost feeling of content
And to her it makes no sense
But soon she'd realize where he went
He was off to drink to make her life a hell
She knew not why or when
But she knew she could never tell
She looks over and glances in the mirror
What's wrong with this child so brutally said
And as she began to cautiously tear
She limply lies with thoughts racing on her head
She never knew when it would end
Hanging on her last potential life
She wondered if her heart could ever mend
Her life so endlessly torn
Her heart so raggedly worn
When would he realize the pain he inflicts
On the child this poem so vividly depicts
Alcohol causes so much pain and grief: Drunk driving accidents, abuse, the list goes on and on. The way it makes people act really makes you wonder if prohibition is such a bad idea afterall....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Acohol ruins people's lives And also there health The sad part is they never know when to stop