He drank until his eyes swelled up
and the tears rolled down his cheeks.
Then he'd pour some more.
Gin or whiskey,
It didn't matter
As long as it
contained alcohol.
He usually drank until he couldn't stand,
And often he fell over.
He said he only drank a little,
I watched him drink some more.
The truth, he tried to keep it hidden
From full view for all to see.
The drunk old man with the
wounded child screaming out from
two red eyes.
Beautifully written Emer. I have known a few people to whom this could apply. A sad tale indeed.
Thanks for stopping by kJ and sharing your thoughts. Alcohol is often used as a coping mechanism but usually causes more damage.. it sounds like you know from personal experience. Be safe.
Thanks for posting this Emer. It really struck a chord with me, as it could so easily have been my own father you were describing.
People who drink to this extent do themselves immeasurable damage, but the real harm is to those around them.
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Emer Ni Chorra
Mon 13th Apr 2020 14:22
Thank you very much, Tom.