Thursday, January 17, 2008

Alcohol Memories

You loved it more than us.
More than you.
More than life.
Because you wanted to escape,
You left us behind forever.
You did not want to remember,
Your imprint is left on those behind,
They are following in your footsteps,
And now I am the only one remembering.
Too young.
Too hurt.
My childhood was smashed and I was thrust
into adulthood.
Because you didn't love us enough.
You didn't love me enough.
But oh how I miss you,
But hate you at the same time.
The smell lingers in the air,
The bloodshoot eyes haunt my memories,
The slurs permeate my thoughts,
I'm sick of remembering.

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