my_father_the_alcoholic puredream One month ago, possibly today My mother said father began to sway She spoke to him the words of forever How they'd faded, and she began to tremor "I cannot go on, within this shaken land, can no longer step with you hand in hand." She explained that their forever had ended That their marriage could no longer be mended He begged and pleaded, bent down on one knee "Just one more chance, please hear my plea." So she conceded to the poor looks on this mans face She would stay only if the alocohol would leave without a trace So nights followed days And he had appeared to have lost his ways When he was caught with beer in hand And mother began the very long reprimand One last plea, one last beg And another bend down to one leg "I mean it Ron!" my mother did scream "Cut off the alochol, end the stream." So clouds became stars And the drinking became far Until this here very night When dearest myself saw quite the sight My weak little father drinking away More than he even knows, he will pay I cannot look this man in the eye Perhaps it is because I won't even try I've grown older each day With an alocoholic father, at least I say With each setting sun, repect I lose For a pathetic father, I certainly did not choose Fuck you Dad. Look at all you had This time will be the last Your once life, is all in the past So when the dark becomes light And you and mom have had your last fight I'll walk up to you and say The last is finally over, it ends today You see Dad, this life is funny No, it's not all sugar and honey Choices mark our paths each and every day What we decide leads our very way You made the wrong choice And so you've lost your voice In my mind you're lost For your drinking, my respect, the cost How could you do this to Mother? Weren't you thinking of the others? And little Lauren, what of her? Their love, I guess you don't deserve Don't care about me I'm alright as you can see I said my "Fuck you's" a long time ago For lies are the only seeds you sow Guess we've all had enough It's going to be tough Have a nice life Bet you it's full of strife I hate you Dad Look at all that you had... Tonight all in our family die Tonight we all say goodbye... 040708 what's it to you? who go blather from