I came home
To find you lying on the couch
Dieing from an overdose
Those pills are killing you
Can't you even see
What your doing to me
What your doing to us
Vomiting all over, shivering from head to toe
Pale as a sheet
Your life burning away like a candle
I'm gonna find you dead one day
and I won't be able to save you
You always lie to me
And make excuses and broken promises
Why won't you go get help
I know your husband died of cancer
But why kill yourself
I feel your pain
You suffer with mental problems too
I just wish youd go get help
You lay on the floor crying
Screaming to be saved
Your face is so sunk in
You look so sick
Why do you want to do this to your self
why? please tell me
I had to pick your weak body up off the floor
while you threaten suicide
there are people who love you
There really are
I wish only you could see
What you are doing to me
Amber Zenisek
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-home-moms-drug-problem/
