The Addiction

My father is an alcoholic and no matter how much my family and I tried to help him to get help, he still refuses, and i know he won't get the help he needs until he sees it.

Here you are picking another bottle

with each sip you take, your mind goes into a haze

another night with you acting out again.

Watching you destroy yourself

builds a fear within me

that one day I may never see you again

I fear for your life and your health,

but you take it like another lecture.

Father, listen to me,

I don't want to wake to a call

and hear that you've stopped breathing.

Dear father, I love you so much

but your actions makes me hate you

each time you pick another bottle

I wonder why I even try to help you,

the longer you go down this path

your excuses will not help,

so stop and listen to what I have to say

because I'm not doing this to hurt you,

I'm doing this because I care.

Take one glance at your reflection

can you see what the world sees?

each day I see you, you've aged 10 years,

I know you're in trouble

and I know you are hurting,

but until you don't accept it,

my helping hand will not change anything.

Father, listen to me,

I don't want to wake to a call

and hear that you've stopped breathing.

I know you want to run away,

I know you want to feel like yourself again

but the poison you keep consuming 

will only make you numb yourself,

you fear that you might lose me

but father, you will always have me

but looking at you like this,

you are pushing me away.

Dear father, I love you so much

but your actions makes me hate you

each time you pick another bottle

I wonder why I even try to help you,

the longer you go down this path

your excuses will not help,

so stop and listen to what I have to say

because I'm not doing this to hurt you,

I'm doing this because I care

so please father, don't runaway.