Alcoholic

 

I felt so alone in that big house with you

For all my life,

But I was only five.

You said you loved me, so why neglect me?

You still say the same,

But neglect; you still do.

 

You used to sleep away your life

To try and hide the pain

You can tell that I’m your daughter

Because I do the very same.

 

I remember a time

When I was very young,

I was sitting on your lap,

But I knew something was wrong.

You sat and drank the day away

Always whisky in your glass,

I sometimes sat and watched you,

I can’t forget the past.

 

I may be fucked up now,

I got that all from you,

But I’d never kill so many hopes as you seem to do.

Maybe you don’t care

That you embarrass me

That you hurt me; make me cry,

Remember when I was so upset I even tried to die?

 

You threw away your life,

Because you preferred a drink,

What about the consequences,

Don’t you stop to think?

 

Never arriving when you say you will

Then saying that you are sorry

Why not inject me with a drug that can kill

You may as well, but you’re not that kind,

Just give yourself the drug to numb your own mind.

 

Alcohol is your drug, and slashing is mine

You can’t take it away from me,

So don’t even try.

Hypocritical lectures, I don’t understand

Because you’re just a part time father

 

And you’ve screwed up my whole world.

So what’s the point in saying sorry?

Just have another drink,

And forget your little girl.

 

 

26.03.02 By Gemma Lansdowne