Alcoholics Phase

by Brandy420Iron Station, North Carolina, USA

Apr 2015 840 Views 10 comments

The Alcoholics Phase

Growing up was hard, you had to do it fast.
Walking on eggshells, trying to keep quiet, just to please him.
Yelling and screaming back and forth is abuse of the worst kind.
It leaves no visible scars.
Driving you nuts, just waiting around for one last gulp.
Passed out anywhere, anyhow, i don't care.
Hush, hush. Be quiet. Please don't wake up the drunk.

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Posted: Apr 2015

About this poem:

I wrote this about my dad when I was a teenager. From the time I was 8 years old til I was 14 my mom worked 2nd shift and i had to take care of my younger brother and my dad because he was always drunk. When this was published my dad threw me out of the house and didn't speak to me for 4yrs. I forgave my dad and we are very close today.

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Comments (10)

bard76Risca, Gwent, Wales UKApr 2, 2015

Great poem, strong story, I am a suffer from the demon drink, made my families lives hell, still trying to turn my life around....glad everything turned out well for you......David...

Brandy420OPIron Station, North Carolina USAApr 3, 2015

Thank you both. Even after going through that i drank whenmy mom passed.it got really bad and it almost cost me my life. You live and learn.

mcradloffPlatteville, Wisconsin USAApr 3, 2015

Alcohol is responsible for half of the people admitted to mental institutions. Here in Wisconsin, we have the highest rate of drunk drivers. I don't even like to be on the road after 10 for this reason. I don't drink at all. I've had two drinks in the last four years. In my family it almost took my sister in a drunk driving accident, three of my nephews, and my brother have also drove drunk and been caught. Good for you for forgiving your dad.