Why am I scared of alcohol?
Because it has scarred my life.
My mother's slurs and attitude has almost made me take my life.
"You worthless piece of shit. You're a cunt and you know it. I don't deserve to put up with a piece of shit life you."
My mother is the worst fucking person I know.
She thinks that she's high and mighty, when she gets pushy and shoves me around.
She stands up on her toes and spits in my face in an attempt to hold her ground.
She's immature and feeble minded and thinks that she's king shit, but only after she's had eight beers and taken more than a few hits.Why am I scared of drugs?
Because I know what it can do.
It has changed you permanently and that's something I can't undo.
"Where the fuck is my pot you bitch! You've fucking touched it! Wait until I find where you've put it!"
Little does she realise that she's already smoked it all.
She's fucking high and pissed and she doesn't give a shit.
My distaste for my mother, is one that most think that can't be true.
But please, I beg that this doesn't happen to you.Drugs & alcohol has always been a part of my life. It has scarred my since I was young and I refuse to follow in my mother's footsteps. So when I see that those who are actually dear to me use it and sometimes abuse it, I pray that they don't turn out the same.
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A/N: I'm sorry about all of the swearing but I had to express myself somewhere.
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