Behind those eyes,
who would see the pain that lies inside,
secrets she only wishes she could deny.
But don't run away little girl,
don't run away.
When she feels the world doesn't care,
trying to hide beneath her hair,
wondering is she could just disappear.
But don't run away little girl,
don't run away.
Yelling and screaming around her head,
as she excuses herself early to bed,
"Who cares!" they said.
But don't run away little girl,
don't run away.
Walking to school black and blue,
nobody knows what she's been through,
except for he who has done this has a clue.
But don't run away little girl,
don't run away
She's got a jumper, she's got a pillow,
she heads towards that dreary window,
with shattered dreams she has to go,
and leave behind all her woe.
With a single tear down her face,
as she leaves that house as a disgrace.
She's taken her scars, can't you see?
The invisible marks hacked in by thee.
For all those who live in fear,
I'll let you know we are here.
I know you must feel scared and alone,
but we will find you a place called home.
When you cry, don't hide,
because we will be here by your side.
With a listening ear and a helping hand,
we will try to understand
Poem Of The Pain Living In An Alcoholic Family
Well done! I love this. You are very brave. You have a special quality inside you. Hold onto it and never forget who you are. Lots of love.
The Devil Drinks Alcohol
Published by Family Friend Poems September 2011 with permission of the Author.
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