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My personal experiences dealing with an alcoholic.
When the Beast Comes to Play
By: Jody
Tears smeared across the page
I can't do more; but I try
I fail
I cannot control the beast
Living inside her
I cannot bare to watch the beast
Take over
And throw her to the ground
It takes a hold of her
And tosses her to the floor
Her brain is sleeping
She won't remember tomorrow
How the beast is slowly
Killing her
Day-by-day
Inch-by-inch
I shield myself
From the pain
But her amour is too bright
It blinds me
As I sink into my skin
My blood is cold
And my back is broke
Her beast is too bold
I try to explain
But she doesn't listen
She only wants to believe
What's bad and ugly
She creates a fantasy world
All her own
Where she is invincible
She is so strong
No one can take her down
She laughs
At the beast
As she silently suffers
Her past pains
And invites the beast
To come and play
It ravages her body and soul
Once again
Until in the end
There is nothing
But an empty shell
Broken on the ground
Forgetting the pains
Of yesterday