Description: After reading a poem by Lisa Milligan, The Cape, I was inspired to write a poem that summerized the subject in that poem since it mirrored my own family experiences. This is about my baby sister and how her elder child never lost hope of her and in her. I'm happy to say she is clean and sober and off the streets now, happily married and expecting her second child. This is written in the time frame before her transformation. I know the flow may be off, but I wanted to stay as close to the raw emotion of that time and not fret over something like the flow. This is for you Pennyhead (my newphew).
And I Love You Still. -------------------------------------------
alcoholic breath
strangle me
as you slur
"I'm sorry"
for another
broken promise.
So am I.
Swollen lips,
teary read eyes
question if I
love you still?
Do you really need to ask?
Scattered bits
of engery,
you are
as you await
my anwser.
I thought you knew.
"yes"
Bruised arms
enrapture me,
emanciated
ribs curve into
my face.
A horrid smell
clings to your
clothes,
still I yearn
to be near you.
Please don't leave me... again.
Just love me too,
I silently plead
as I watch you walk
away from the
unconditional love
you continue to
asked for.
This is one of the best pieces I have read in a long time, the love ,the emotions beyond love,the pain all come through every word. Having an addiction is something hard on any heart,mind,body and soul. Thank you for sharing this painful and sad write but so beautifully written I will add this to my favs. You are quite talented. Hope you will come check out some of mine sometime.
there is nothing wrong with the flow of this peice, i think that if you worried and changed anything on this peice it would detract from its tragic beauty and transform it into something that was more observed then went through, i can understand how hard it is to deal with addictions i have an aunt that i had taken as a mother untill her addictions took her from me and changed her into a person that noone in our family even recognises, so i understand how hard things can be and how hurtfull and painfull it is, im glad that your sister is now clean and safe, and doing well,
did u see "diary of a mad black woman"? well the mom was a drug addict and she pretty muched lived on the streets becuz her husband didn't want her around the kids. but she started going to rehab and at the end she makes a grand entrance in church during this very moving song and u can tell that she's definitely transformed. this is good. i'm glad ur sister is all better. sometimes it just suprises u what a kid can go through, huh? well he's gotta be tough if he has to deal with ur silly azz
Wow, this was wow so emotional and so very sad. My step dad suffered from this addiction so some of the things I could relate to very well. It all struck a cord in me. thank you for sharing.
I liked this.. a lot. It's horrible that a child must go through that but at least he was strong. A love that strong will never parish. And although I feel bad for him, I admire him for being such a strong boy. I would hope that my son.... would do the same for me if it were to ever be that horrid. Take care. Holy xx
Magnolia, I am honored. I can see that you keenly read between the lines of my piece. I can't ever tell you how much it means to me that my piece inspired you. I'm always amazed when people "get me". Thank you so much for what I consider to be a gift. I loved it, we lived it, and thank God we're all in good shape now. Don't change anything - the flow is great and the words are so beautifully tragically sad. Thanks again.
Submission Name: And I Love You Still.
