Sunday, August 06, 2006

Alchoholic

A man who once stoop proud and tall is now crouched over the toilet bowl, praying to the porcelin gods for his life, cant even hold his head up to say goodbye to his wife.

hanging in the balance between life and deaththis weak man teeters, here on earth his family is fighting to keep him, their hearts breaking as they watch him faid in and out. Death lingures just a little in the distance for his moment to shine.


This mans super rock, the foundation to his life has worn away and is now just a pebble in the sands of pain. here eyes filled to the top with tears and her heart consumed with fears. Angery and upset with the man she loves most because once again he drowns his world in yet another beer

1 Comments:

Blogger Symptom Unknown said...

damn. i think i jus found my new favorite blogger. wow...im speechless. i am witnessing my sister go through the pain of having an alcoholic husband and u described it so perfectly. ur a true writer.

11/18/2008 11:23 AM  

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