I think its really selfish

The way you drink your self into oblivion

Not caring ' not knowing

No longer glowing

Your liver failing

Mother daughter memories fading

Cleaning your sick is degrading

Falling in front of neighbors is shaming

Are you not sick of us all complaining

 

 

I want you to see 

What you mean to me

with you downing so much wine

Is it even a possibility

 

Your lies and hiding

Are all terrifying

 

I know your drinking

Will be the cause of you dying

 

To think of you in a casket

Surrounded by flowers in a basket

Because you could not face your pain

Instead you use wine in order to mask it

 

Falling down stairs

Banging of door's

Spending many mornings 

On all fours

 

 

Wine in the press

Wine in the garden

Wine in the bathroom

Wine in the attic

Wine in the bins

Wine in the bushes

 

Any place you may hide it

Because I love you

I will find it

 

Because I love you 

I will dispose of it

Because I love you

I will take the hit

 

Its time to wake up 

And stop acting so god dam morbid

 

Its time to wake up 

And try to digest this

 

Your too bleeding old

To be acting so reckless

Getting so hammered 

But its grand

You will forget this

 

 

We already buried our dad

And lost a big part of each other

 

Please Stop what your doing

 we can not live without our mother

 

I hate that you cant see 

The pain your causing me

 

I hate that all you do

Is think of poor you

 

I hate that you rather be dead

Instead of being with your children

 

I hate the fact you slag me off

For always being your protector

 

You are the fragile flower

Im just the bee

collecting your nectar.