Alcoholic
Helpless cries and retold lies
once again he fails to try
it kills me inside this feeling i hide
this endless pain that never subsides
as this ruins my life
i turn tords the knife
and endure all the pain
that hes caused me again
why cant he stop
another bottle another cop
hes just hurting me more
my blood drips to the floor
returning to jail
to think in his cell
i go back to old ways
being messed up for days
my dads an alcoholic
and hes never going to change.
-Spencer Coggsdale dedicated to Johnie Coggsdale (my dad)
Copyright © Spencer Coggsdale | Year Posted 2011
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