Daughter of Addiction

by Jessica Teran 11 months ago

A Poem

Daughter of Addiction

It took twenty five years

Twenty five years

Holding back

Tears

And pain

And guilt

And sorrow

And I’m sorry

Because I couldn’t save you.

I can’t save you

That’s something only you can do

They tell me, “Walk away”

Walk away because the worry wilts

A soul who’s pressed to find another way.

It is not my mouth consuming

Poison

Day after day

Yet

Somehow your addiction becomes

My affliction

My condition

My foundation built on empty

Promises never kept

Empty words warped by time

Drunken nights

finding you and your

Precious bottle

No child should see their mother cry

In a pool of vomit and regret.

You blacked out

I won’t forget

“Walk away”

They say but I can’t

Stand by and wait for the

Inevitable.

There has to be another way.

Trapped by this affliction

A daughter of addiction.

How does it work?
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