The World Through My Eyes [My Poem Collection]

The Everyday Lie

Yesterday, today, tomorrow,

Those days are all the same.

While you drown in alcohol,

You look for someone to blame.

But don't you see it's your fault,

That things are now this way?

Our love isn't enough to heal you,

There are no words to say.

I can tell you you're killing yourself,

But believing is somehing you can't do.

And when you say it's the last time,

I know your words aren't true.

Every day you fight these demons,

But succumbing after a few hours.

And you'll say the same tomorrow,

But I know it doesn't hold any powers.

I often believed your golden words,

But you always give in to the addiction.

Everyday I hope you will find your way,

Even though I know it's all just fiction.

Picking you up from the floor at night,

Giving you water and pills for a headache.

Seeing you aren't breathing anymore,

Being scared and shaking you awake.

Do you think I enjoy seeing you like this,

Do you think you are the only one hurt?

But I know you are ashamed of yourself,

When you are holding onto my Tshirt.

I know your words hold no meaning,

But I say "you can do it" every day.

Even though I know you will fail again,

That is all I can really say.

AA meetings never helped you much,

Taking anti-alcohol pills make you sick.

And when I say I will help you through it,

You think I'm lying and that it's a trick.

I love you and that's why this hurts so much,

Please don't put the blame on him or me

I am hurting too but I'm not a alcoholic

We are all you always needed, aren't we?

So can't you put down the bottle for us,

Because it hurts us to see you like this.

Can't you be a loving mother again,

And give us an embarrasing goodnight kiss?

Instead I have to pick you up from the floor,

And wash away the dried drool on your face.

Your youngest son is ashamed of you,

And avoids bringing friends to our place.

Your oldest son is worried but powerless,

And it frustrates him to watch you drink.

We blame ourselves for this mess,

You hurt your sons more than you think.

We were what pulled you through the day,

So why aren't we your hope anymore?

Instead of looking out for your boys,

You are the one we have to look out for.

Sometimes you are no longer a mother,

Because the past has made you numb.

I know you have been through a lot,

But so have we, mum.

We need you.