if only you knew, the countless nights I took care of her.
with the reversal of roles. How many nights I had to make sure she got to bed safely. How I held her hair when she threw up. How many fights I had to stop, and how many fights I got into because of her. You’ll never know the pain I’ve gone through having to see her in so much pain. So much pain that she masks with a bottle, that comes out after she’s had too many. You’ll never know the extent of what I’ve gone through. So understand when I say I won’t be taking care of you. I won’t take care of you when you chose to turn to a bottle instead of facing your problems. Your problems that you’ve created for yourself. You don’t take responsiblity and turn to pills. Acing like Ike Bradley Cooper in A Star Is Born. Wanting a Lady Gaga to save you. Wanting me to say “I’ll be there for you” but I won’t. I’ve spent too much of my life taking care of people because they chose pills and alcohol. I refuse to do it any longer. You want to drink yourself to death, be my guest. I can’t control you, but I’ll be damned if I sit here and condone it by taking care of you while you do it. So I’m walking away, enjoy your bottle, wishing it was my lips.
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AuthorReggie is a college gradute with a degree in English. She loves traveling and hopes to one day stay on the battle field for missions. Life is a book and everyday is an adventure, follow her on this journey and see the world through her eyes. Archives
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