Battling Addiction

I loved you once years ago Our passion was divine Could see our life together forever But instead I could not compete For your lover was a bottle. I tried all I could do Being your wife and supporting you But no matter how hard I tried No matter what I couldn't compete With the liquid you chose instead It's funny how alcoholics live two lives One is surface for those to see The other the demon inside Fighting to overtake the good All the while hiding sipping alone Codependence is also an evil Depending on others for how to feel Walking on eggshells became a cover So as not to stir the tipping canoe In the end it did not matter For then you chose your battles to leave Easier then to give in, just said "go" No more arguing was glad to have you go For life with addiction is weary And heavy on the soul I could not watch you kill yourself The love we had was dead Did not want our child to see Up close and personal His father failing at life. To watch a loved one kill themselves Slowly with a bottle Is like watching a tree slowly die First the leaves change color Then they fall to the ground With alcohol it's just the same First the color starts to leave The brightened eyes that once were there Turn bloodshot and empty Desire is replaced by need Nothing is sacred to someone whose addicted Possessions,home, family all are second Jobs come and go over many years People come in an out their lives And families disappear.