You hurt me in every possible way
But you’re out of my life,
So why do I still feel the pain?
I visited you every second week
But did you ever notice,
Or were you busy being drunk?
I always cried myself to sleep
You just sat in the kitchen
Drinking, as you do all the time
I had a nightmare about you dying
And I woke up to find out
You tried to kill yourself.
You survived, but tried to die again
I remember seeing you lying in a hospital bed
You were in a coma.
Then you found love
I no longer hated to visit you
But soon I cried again
The two of you would drink
And I was back to being lonely
And then I said stop
I wouldn’t see you again
Unless you stopped drinking
But the alcohol won!
Now I’m feeling worthless
Even after almost two years
Don’t you love me?
A contest entry
- but my dad never loved me. by iverbthenoun.
1000 points, ended July 2, 2008, 15 entries
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