For my dear husband
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For my dear husband
My partner's a drunk.
He's drinking again.
How many in 3 hours?
Oh, about 10.
That's just for starters.
He can go all night.
Do I get on his case?
That'll start a fight.
He rarely eats dinner.
He just drinks it instead.
And for his nightcap,
he takes one to bed.
In the middle of the night,
he gets a plate of food.
He leaves it on the floor.
Now I'm in a bad mood!
I clean up his crap
or else there it will stay.
And this is how
I begin each day.
But it is a good day
if he didn't pee the bed.
I can't sleep in urine.
It's the spare room for me instead.
He's passed out on the couch
and pee'd that as well.
Some days I want to tell him
to go to h***.
He's 40-years old
but acts like 18.
If I bring up his drinking,
there's always a scene.
He smells like tobacco
compounded with beer.
What? He wants sex?
I think I'll steer clear.
I can't have sex with him.
The thought makes me shiver.
Besides he's too busy
pickling his liver.
We now have a son.
He thinks he's a great dad.
He drinks around the baby.
Man, is that sad.
I dread that my son
will turn out like his father.
I beg him to quit drinking.
But I don't know why I bother.
He thinks he's okay;
calls himself a "functional alcoholic."
He couldn't even wake up
when the baby had colic.
He won't brush his teeth
before turning in for the night.
Decay ferments till morning.
And his breath? Holy Fright!
The weekends roll around
and he's in bed till noon.
He won't give up drinking.
So nothing will change soon.
That which doesn't kill me
will make me stronger.
But I can't take him
very much longer.
He just doesn't care
how I feel, what I say.
When I finally leave,
maybe he'll wake up that day.
Is this addiction so strong
where he chooses it over me?
Hitting rock bottom
is probably the key.
A burden has been lifted
by finding this site.
But Leno is on now
so I bid you good night!
He's drinking again.
How many in 3 hours?
Oh, about 10.
That's just for starters.
He can go all night.
Do I get on his case?
That'll start a fight.
He rarely eats dinner.
He just drinks it instead.
And for his nightcap,
he takes one to bed.
In the middle of the night,
he gets a plate of food.
He leaves it on the floor.
Now I'm in a bad mood!
I clean up his crap
or else there it will stay.
And this is how
I begin each day.
But it is a good day
if he didn't pee the bed.
I can't sleep in urine.
It's the spare room for me instead.
He's passed out on the couch
and pee'd that as well.
Some days I want to tell him
to go to h***.
He's 40-years old
but acts like 18.
If I bring up his drinking,
there's always a scene.
He smells like tobacco
compounded with beer.
What? He wants sex?
I think I'll steer clear.
I can't have sex with him.
The thought makes me shiver.
Besides he's too busy
pickling his liver.
We now have a son.
He thinks he's a great dad.
He drinks around the baby.
Man, is that sad.
I dread that my son
will turn out like his father.
I beg him to quit drinking.
But I don't know why I bother.
He thinks he's okay;
calls himself a "functional alcoholic."
He couldn't even wake up
when the baby had colic.
He won't brush his teeth
before turning in for the night.
Decay ferments till morning.
And his breath? Holy Fright!
The weekends roll around
and he's in bed till noon.
He won't give up drinking.
So nothing will change soon.
That which doesn't kill me
will make me stronger.
But I can't take him
very much longer.
He just doesn't care
how I feel, what I say.
When I finally leave,
maybe he'll wake up that day.
Is this addiction so strong
where he chooses it over me?
Hitting rock bottom
is probably the key.
A burden has been lifted
by finding this site.
But Leno is on now
so I bid you good night!
He smells like tobacco
compounded with beer.
What? He wants sex?
I think I'll steer clear.
I can't have sex with him.
The thought makes me shiver.
Besides he's too busy
pickling his liver.
compounded with beer.
What? He wants sex?
I think I'll steer clear.
I can't have sex with him.
The thought makes me shiver.
Besides he's too busy
pickling his liver.
Mindi
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