The love of my life is a woman with an addictive personality.
When she drinks, she becomes unbearable.
I hate her when she’s this way.
I hate the things she says, her words cut so deeply.
I hate when she hits me, I’m only trying to help.
But I can’t help her.
That’s the sad truth.
I can’t force her to do something she doesn’t want to do.
She’s her own woman. Yes, I’m her child, but I can’t change a person.
I break down daily thinking of her. I pray so hard for her. I trust in a power higher than me and her. God…
Please hear my prayer. Bless my mommy, keep her safe, open her eyes, heal her broken heart and depressed mind.