Ocean's Whisper

Oops!...sorry, I thought I had already comment on this...just remembered I was half way through and my computer crashed out.

My ears are deafened by slurring words
that try to form inside your mouth,
as once again you fail to resist the whispers
from the poison in your bottle.

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You have heard these slurred words, probably promises that tomorrow will be different, so many times now that you can't bare to hear them yet again.

You are supposed to protect your family
like a scarecrow protects his crops, but
you can't even protect yourself
as you stumble through the streets,
wondering which direction is home.

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I love the image you have painted here...it is very sad to see a drunk swaying along the street for sure but, sadly, it happens way too often.

The warm tears in my eyes start to fall,
weeping for the destroyed beauty
that was once a part of you.
One life is all we have, and you drink it away
like eternity belongs to you.

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This is something that I've found to be very true with alcoholics...they think the are invincible when they are far from it.

Please Daddy, can't you ignore
the whispers of temptation? Listen
instead to me, Ocean, the daughter
that you brought into this world.

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This is such a heartfelt plea and I do like the use of Ocean here...perhaps you still feel your calming effect will make a difference?

I am on my knees and I am begging you
to walk a little straighter Daddy, so I can follow
in your footsteps.
Because your staggering is leading me astray
and since Mum died, you are all that I have
to follow.

I really loved your ending...if he staggers then so will you as you follow the only parent that's left.

I see this was a prompt challenge so I do hope it was based around that. Nice job!

I love this poem mostly because I connect to it so well. I am a recovering alcoholic and almost a month sober. You are right that alcohol is a poison. The demons always whisper and call you back into the dark side. Its hard to function with it but addicts feel they need something to numb the pain. Its hard to protect yourself when darkness has its hold on you deep. I love the lines of the second stanza. It was a great compare from family and scarecrow. A scarecrows family is the field and its hard to protect when you feel alone.

We always see the beauty in everyone we care about no matter how much they hurt. I love thewarm tears line because in my mind you are crying right now or the person in the poem is!. I love how you are the ocean. You compare yourself to something so beautiful and calming. As you are the daughter you aremore bbeautiful or should be to your father. You shine in this poem because you show how much love you have inside. You care so much and you want to be the savior. Sometimes you have to follow your own path though. I love the light hearted feeling you have. 5/5