by Chelsey Aug 13, 2010
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
Four tears, I counted, that strolled down my face |
by AngelDust
A sad and diffiuclt situation and a horrible one to be in. I've been there. Not with my father, but another family member. I'll keep you in my prayers. This piece, however, was amazing although sad. It flowed beautifully and you used your words carefully. You painted a very vivid picture.. well done. |
by Sunshine
Sad* sorry |
by Sunshine
This is very said..let me flip daddy to mummy and then I will be in ur shoes..since dad is dead anyway,. |
by jescelle
Aww yes, I know exactly how you feel. This poem touched me deeply. My father was an alcoholic growing up as well, and you've portrayed how lonely it is for everyone once an addiction takes precedence over everyone else. I can tell this came straight from your heart; even the choppiness in some lines that would normally be a bit distracting fit perfectly for the emotions here. It's a roller coaster living like that, so it fits. |
by Angie
Sometimes putting distance between yourself and the situation is the best thing to do, its hard and it hurts, but it may help to open his eyes and see what he's doing to you, to himself and others around him. |