Drugs or Me?

June 6, 2010
By Anonymous

Please don’t open another bottle,
There are already six on the floor,
I hope you quit because pretty soon everyone is going to walk out that door,
But not me, I’ll always be there
Because no matter what happens, I will always care
I wish you knew that your lies hurt me, not help me
Sometimes I cannot bear to see you drunk
But after all you’re not exactly a monk
Every day I strive to survive
Watching you day after day
Completing the same old routine to my dismay
It kills me to see you like this
I have only one question to ask for thee:
Drugs Or Me?

The author's comments:
This involves my father, who is my best friend and whom I love very much.

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