Pick up the booze,
Pour it down the sink.
Please will you just stop?
Have your one last drink.
Put up your drinking shoes,
I know your better than that.
Your drinking is tearing us apart,
Don’t you know I love you, dad?
One day I hope you realize,
You meant so much to me.
I’ve tried so hard to help you,
but it’s useless, I’ll leave you be.
I love you daddy.
Can’t you see?
What your drinking does to me.
mikayla carpenter
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/drinking-8/
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