The love of her life

More important than

Her husband

Her Children

She feels empty

Without it

Pushing her luck

Digging herself 

Into an early grave 

Addictive

Intoxicating

Soothing 

Relaxing

If only for a moment 

Her beauty 

Just a memory now

Bloodshot eyes

Slurred speech

Incoherent  

Her children

Her husband

Helpless

Powerless

Sadness 

Watching her 

Fade away

Drunk

Disheveled

The mother they knew

No longer exists

They take care of her

Roles reversed

She can’t do anything 

For herself anymore 

Much less for them

She refuses to get help

Denial is her best friend

Her husband 

Enabler

Maybe

He won’t abandon her

She has no other family 

He feels responsible

He’s losing her 

He has to do something 

Before it’s too late

By J. Robbins-Clacema