Addiction Poem about Family

A few months ago, I found out my mom was doing drugs. I didn't know what to do or what to feel, so I just wrote, and this is what came out.

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That's Right I'm The Daughter Of An Addict

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Published: January 2017

As I went away,
You wasted another day.
I guess I wasn't as important
As you used to say.

You were given a choice:
Either them or me.
But they blinded you,
And you just couldn't see

That I needed you.
Why did you need them?
I wished I'd been enough
To save you from being condemned.

You didn't care.
Maybe you never did,
Because instead of being there for me,
You ran with them and hid.

I can't sleep.
I can only cry,
Because when I close my eyes,
I can see you die.

My dreams begin with you lying alone,
Pills scattered on the floor.
I hold my breath,
And gently close the door.

And then they end
With my waking up in tears.
How long do you have?
Probably not years.

I don't want to say it.
It hurts to admit,
But you just couldn't quit.
That's right, I'm the daughter of an addict.

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