My peotry

When You're Drunk

When you're drunk.

When you're drunk,

I don't know why.

But you pick my mom as a target,

And I begin to cry.

I see this every time,

It always relapse.

And when I see her on the ground,

I can't breath.. So I gasp.

It all starts with one drink,

Then another and another.

You want some jack or rum?

I don't even bother.

I try to help,

But all I can do is scream.

You say you love us,

Yet you act so mean.

You're sober for about a month,

Then a celebration comes up.

And you just "have to go",

And I try to act tough.

But when you're with friends,

It always seems to happen again.

I get so attached to you,

Just to have a problem become a new.

I'm so fucking done,

With all of this bullshit.

I'm tired of having to fake my love,

Because you 'must' through a fit.

We were perfectly fine,

Before you came alone.

I promise we will be better,

Much better when your ass is gone.

Don't threaten me with all your lies,

Because I'm the helpless kid who sits in the back ground and cries.

I'm just a kid and I hate seeing this,

I had to grow up with all of this shit.

And I'm not about to see it all again,

I also am able to through a fit bitch.

So next time you're going to see a friend..

You can leave my mother and I out of the "celebration."