The moonlight offers sympathy
As I stare at an empty street tonight.
Are you held up by a your drunken state?
Or the poison flowing through your veins?
The more I wait, the worse I fear
Until at last, your shape appears
And I watch you stumble home in the dark
In a toxic haze that numbs your pain.
So afraid
To tell me what does haunt your mind
And so this sad scene plagues my eyes.
Until your world's no longer blue,
Your boogeyman still waits for you.
A somber veil he watches through.
Until a sober mind you keep
Our nightmares will not ever cease.
In darkest dreams I wish you peace.
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Author:
Alex Arnot (
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- Comment from author about the poem: While this is only loosely based on my own experiences, I've known people who've dealt with loved ones' drug and/or alcohol addiction. I wanted to try to write this from their point of view.
- Category: Sad
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