Juice Boxes and Fire Water

by Maple Tree   Jun 20, 2015


I remained sober for her eyes,
fire water never appealed to me.

I'd rather drink sap from a sapling
because trees and I are one entity.

I rise within nature
so my daughter can breathe..

She used to devour juice boxes,
cherry berry blast;
but vodka and cocaine
has destroyed
my bird, she flew
from the nest,
right into the lake of fire.

My child is a drug addict,
her father died by the bottle
mixed with pills...

It is my wish to pass before her
so that when she takes her last breath,
I can greet her with a juice box.

A mother shouldn't have to bury her child
and when I pass on, I don't want to see
her hanging from a weighed down whisky bottle...

I'll buy you a million juice boxes Bird Baby,
kick the addiction, I love you.

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  • 8 years ago

    by Britt

    Ohhhhh..

    My heart. Words don't even express..

  • 8 years ago

    by Brenda

    Andrea, wow! This must have been incredibly hard to write. Addiction destroys the entire family, like a rock in a pond, it just ripples out attaching itself to whoever the waves hit. My second marriage was destroyed by addiction. I'm sending hope and hugs that one day your daughter gets the help she needs and gets sober. I know the hell you live in.

    • 8 years ago

      by Maple Tree

      Thank you Brenda
      It's a tough road for her but she's getting there

  • 8 years ago

    by Hellon

    This was such an honest poem and..I so wish I had seen it earlier to nominate but..thankfully someone else did. What can I say, yes, to a lesser extend I have worried as a mother when my children dabbled in speed etc.. I watched the mood swings it cause as they came down from a weekend that they could not even remember..I should be thankful that they did not progress to harder drugs and alcohol I suppose...but...at the time, it still broke my heart to dealt with it....as I said...such an honest write and...for sure...so worthy of the front page this week...

    her hanging from a weighted down whisky bottle...

    ^^^

    I think it should be* weighed* down???

  • 8 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    Amazing but I Cant comment here xxxxxx

  • 8 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Hi,

    Addiction of any variety is awful and it takes so many precious lives. I hope anyone reading this work will find strength to either find the help for themselves or courage to help another.

    btw - is 'bye' a typo?

    Take care,

    Michael

    • 8 years ago

      by Maple Tree

      Michael,

      Thank you so much for your comment...I do hope this can help others....its the first time I have spoken publicly about my daughters addiction... Without metaphor's anyway....

      Thank you for the heads up on my typo,..really appreciate that :-)

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