Alcohol robs
Alcohol robs, such a cunning thief!
As it steals, it plants distorted beliefs.
“Just having a good time doesn’t cost a thing”.
But let’s look closer at what it can bring…
Sleepless nights as parents fight;
Reassuring young siblings it’ll be alright;
Family events with the threat of conflict;
No one ever mentioning the word ‘addict’.
Confusion.
Collusion.
Delusion.
All there.
But don’t say a word, no don’t you dare!
Lips tight shut, sealed by a glare.
Listening out for the key in the door
To figure out how many drinks did they pour?
Treading on eggshells to avoid attack.
Always one step forward and three steps back.
Explaining the broken plates as ‘just clumsy’.
Don’t let anyone outside the family see.
‘Don’t disturb them, they’re sleeping’, is the weekend mantra,
As they’re asleep again on the sofa.
Hide and seek replaced with finding their stash.
No weekend sweets ‘cos there’s no spare cash.
Moods, tempers, all hard to predict.
No one ever mentioning the word ‘addict’.
Guilt runs through like electricity.
‘Maybe their drinking’s because of me
I need to be quieter, better, mop up.
Maybe then that’ll help them stop.’
Confusion.
Collusion.
Delusion.
All there,
But don’t say a word, no don’t you dare!
Lips tight shut, sealed by a glare.
Alcohol robs, such a cunning thief!
As it steals, it plants distorted beliefs.
‘Just having a good time doesn’t cost a thing’
Until you look closer at what it can bring.
Jacky
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