Love Letter To Daddy

Daddy, You were bombed last night! I cried myself to sleep, waking with alarm the morning after, quietly slipping by your side to see if you were alright. I remember the light reflecting upon your face, with a sullen look. Oh how I wanted to speak – “Please don’t drink.” But the words would not come – After all, I was the one that made you drink! But now my visit was coming to an end, I had one last plea “Please don’t send me back.” But there is only silence, as the alcohol vapors sting my nose from the empty glass. Oh Daddy, you were the one with the ‘Clickity, click, click of the tongue and the crazy songs you sung! Where did Mama go? I think she got tired and left. I remember her pouring water from bottles down the drain, but it had a funny smell – I really couldn’t tell. Who is this strange lady in your house? The one wearing a blue negligee. You both swing and sway from room to room, then pass out on the bed. Sounds of heavy breathing are alarming, I am confused and don’t know what to do. Well, my visit is almost done, and I will soon be sent away. Really Daddy, will you send me back to those abusers and their evil ways? Oh please don’t make me go back to that smelly shack., your pungent smell of vinegar, cukes and alcohol are better than that. That fifth of whiskey made you awful thirsty, remember how you swerved on those LA freeways, taking me to the bus, not a word was said between us? Well Daddy, I remember these things whether you do or not. So I am writing you some letters, in the hope to be free of the pain they have caused!

From a loving daughter in spite of all this.