I love u so much, why don't you see your killing yourself?

(I'm here.
sitting in my bedroom
hurting so much inside
i think I'm gonna puke.)

you choose to be and stay this way,
my mum always tells me.
i want to help, please let me help,
but you keep us at bay.

if only you could spend one day
standing in my shoes
then maybe, maybe you could say
ill lay off the booze.

but you don't see
the hurt you cause,
how much you mean to me.
you don't see how angry,
and how scary you can be.

but don't you see,
that we could be
a happy family?
if only you lay off the booze
and for once, listened to me.

(a poem from experience)
v!cKY