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We Used To Climb Trees
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- Posted on 06/05/11
in Addiction Poems about Family

We used to climb trees
You used to climb too high
I used to be scared
I would yell at you...

We used to climb trees
You used to climb too high
I used to be scared
I would yell at you
I didn't want you to die
You were my everything
My confidant, my friend
I saw you today
I didn't recognize my brother in your eyes.
I haven't seen my brother in years.
I saw the shell that held your soul
But I haven't seen you.
Mom is torn to shreds,
she can barely make it through her days.
Dad tries to be strong,
but no one is that strong.
I have tried to be the voice of reason,
the interpreter,
I have finally overflown.
I don't know what else to do.
I miss you and you don't hear me.
I don't want you to die
I wish you could hear me yelling at you
Your climbing that tree too high.
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Will Sorry Ever Be Enough?
- Published: April 2008
in Addiction Poems

As I sit here and think
Of all the lies that you told
The nights I would lay awake and wonder
The broken promises thrown out with last weeks recycling...

As I sit here and think
Of all the lies that you told
The nights I would lay awake and wonder
The broken promises thrown out with last weeks recycling
I think...
If I even heard sorry the right way
Would it be enough?
Would I let go of all this pain inside?
Would I magically emerge as the bigger person?
Should I have to be the bigger person?
Wasn't I always that bigger person?
I think...
Would I know sorry if I heard it?
Are there enough words in the world to make us right again?
Maybe it is me...
Maybe I have to swallow my pride just one last time
Maybe this time I have to believe you
Maybe you are right
Maybe I have to have hope.
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The poem “Is Sorry Enough?” is a keeper. It hits the nail right on the head, relating to me and my brother. Since my father passed, my brother’s wife and him been spreading lie after lie. I...

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Uncertainty Of Trust
- Published: December 2007
in Addiction Poems

Walking past all the anger and pain of years past
I sit here confused and lost
Not knowing what to feel anymore
Not knowing what to expect...

Walking past all the anger and pain of years past
I sit here confused and lost
Not knowing what to feel anymore
Not knowing what to expect
When you walk through the door
Who are we now?
Do we even remember what we were?
Our lives have become a battle ground
We are both left defeated
Casualties are all that is left
Do you know the pain you caused?
Do you know I need to heal too?
Will I ever here a true sorry?
I need one today
Today I am feeling helpless and empty
Yesterday I was okay
Will I ever trust you again?
Will you resent me for that?
I want to get off this ride
I don't like roller coasters anymore
I want our feet to stay on the ground
What will happen after hello?
The letter you wrote was unfamiliar
You never wrote me a letter before
It only scared me more
Are you worried about who we are?
Are you scared that there is too much damage?
Are we totaled or can we be saved?
Will you really be able to do this?
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I hope for you Des that things get better. Everyday is a new day. Things in our life have been better since I wrote this poem, amazing in fact. To this day though I am waiting for that...

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Lisa Disciascio
11 years ago

I hope for you Des that things get better. Everyday is a new day. Things in our life have been better since I wrote this poem, amazing in fact. To this day though I am waiting for that ball to drop. There is always that chance of relapse and that is the scariest thing. I don't ever want to go back there.
I have revisited my poetry recently because my brother is relapsing right now and the pain that it is causing my family is unbearable. I am having a hard time dealing with it all and writing is my only outlet.
Keep yourself strong, no matter how it turns out in the end, you have to still be standing.

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Lisa Disciascio
12 years ago

I don't know you but your story is very familiar, I am so proud of you!! I hope someone has told you that today, if not then I have told you. Keep it up, one day at a time.

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