Very painful to read.  I pray this is not personal... bear

Hi Bear and Melody,

 

Some scars heal, but others don't.

My dad was an alcoholic who could be nasty (and violent) when he drank too much. It was a scene that greeted me too many times as a child. Even now, years later, the memories are still fresh in my mind.

 

Sometimes, you can say a lot more in a letter or poem than by actually talking to people. I find these experiences too painful to talk about, yet I put my heart and soul into this poem.

 

Thank you both very much for replying.

 

Poetess

xx

Poetess I too grew up with an alcoholic, abusive father.  Understand where you are coming from. 

I felt sadness as I read this piece, Poetess, then I felt some more as I read your reply,

 

but I agree with you entirely, the cathartic effects of writing some pains out which we cannot speak freely of, is immeasurable and often a release, if only for a while.

 

These memories are sometimes hard to file in the past,  and they often won't stay there if you do, but it is worth it to keep on trying, Zy