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Self-Destruct Mode

Locked up in my room
While you yelled and screamed at me
Calling me useless, worthless
But how can you see?

You couldn't see past the whiskey
You couldn't see past the lies
You couldn't see the pain
Or how my mother cries.

You were out of control
On self-destruct mode and bringing your family down
A new river of tears mixed with the alcohol
The river in which you drown.

You were wearing yourself down
Your patience so thin
With the drink in your blood
Nothing'll be how it's been.

You couldn't see past the vodka
You couldn't see past the bars
You couldn't see past the high
Or my mother's fresh new scars.

You were out of control
On self-destruct mode and bringing your family down
A new river of tears mixed with the alcohol
The river in which you drown.

That fateful day, you stumbled in
After calling my mother a whore
Accusing her of being unfaithful to you
She went to the dresser drawer

Said she had enough
And that you could leave
But you wouldn't step down
Of that you couldn't conceive

Tears in her eyes, she turned away
Pulling a gun on you, she was prayin'
She told you you could leave
Or in a casket you'd be stayin'

You were out of control
On self-destruct mode and bringing your family down
A new river of tears mixed with the alcohol
The river in which you drown.

I walked away from the show
And as I did, I heard the shot
And the fall of your body on the ground
The rest I forgot.

You couldn't see past the drink
You couldn't see past the rum
You couldn't see past the pain
To see your family suffering some.

You were out of control
On self-destruct mode and bringing your family down
A new river of tears mixed with the alcohol
The river in which you drown.

You're not my father anymore
I have no reason to mourn
Except the thought of before
And then my heart is torn.

You were my hero
You taught me to sing
What happened to you?
It must have been something.

You were out of control
On self-destruct mode and bringing your family down
A new river of tears mixed with the alcohol
The river in which you drown.

And now you're gone...
Now you're gone.

Author notes

3. Family
a) Write about a family problem (abuse, alcohol, fights, etc)
I was fourteen when this happened. True story.

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  • Not-The-Sun silver member
    April 8, 2007

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    this is a really good piece, full of plenty of emotion. it must take a lot of courage to write about it. So I congradulate you on your bravery and for your trophy, you truly deserve it!! great job and keep up the awesome writing! <3 *Jordan**


  • I-Feel-weightless
    March 28, 2007

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    This was really well written. I'm sorry for what you went through and your loss. Thanks for entering and good luck.
    Bless you