Addiction Poem about Family

Poem About Choosing Alcohol Over Daughter

When I grew up my dad was an alcoholic, and I wrote how I felt in this poem back when I was 12. My uncle found my poem and read it to my dad, who turned his life around. I want people to know about this condition and the trauma it can cause to children. I suffered from an anxiety disorder and much paranoia because of what happened with my dad. Please be aware of this and what it can do. Thanks!

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Dear Daddy...

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Published: July 2015

I haven't seen you
And it kills me,
But what can I do?
I can't set you free!

What could ever set you free
From that horrible, miserable poison?
And why can't you see
That your choice is already chosen?

You chose it over me,
Your one and only daughter!
After just one sip, Daddy,
You're a monster.

You say you love me more than anything,
More than the ocean is deep.
But after just one sip of that
You're either violent or you sleep.

I always looked up to you,
And now what do I have?
There's not much I can do
And now I've lost my dad.

I don't know if you're alive or dead
Or if you're wandering the streets.
You won't believe how many tears I've shed
Thinking you're in a morgue, covered with a sheet.

I remember when I was little and I went to your house,
I didn't realize that brown bag- small as a mouse.
You brought me back some candy- I ate it and watched T.V.
That small bag on the counter...and now it causes you to leave me.

I need you and want you to know:
Please don't leave me,
Please don't go!
I don't want you to miss out on what you could be,
So please open your eyes and start to see!

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