A family for some is a scary thing
Pain, hurt and sorrow is what it brings
A child alone looks through tear-filled eyes
At a mother who weeps, screams and sighs
Daddy is drunk and making a scene
Mommy is yelling, wondering where he’s been
My sister is hiding underneath the bed
She’s worried about Mommy, that she will end up dead.
I stand by Mommy trying to calm Daddy down
I smile and make jokes, I’m such a clown
I check on my sister, my brother too
Looking after my family is what I do
I may be young, I’m just a child
But growing up in this house, is a little wild
I walk on tip-toes. I’m very sad
I don’t tell anyone, but my Daddy is bad.
My mask comes off, when I’m alone.
I wear it to feel safe, in this home.

Lorelie Rozzano

(c) 2014 Jagged Little Edges All Rights Reserved


  1. My dad didn’t drink very much when I was younger. He went through a short phase where he drank pretty heavily but thanks in part to my mom, he got his act together. On the other hand, my wife Amy (who died in Nov. 2006 at age of 41 due to liver, pancreas and other internal organ failure because of her abuse of alcohol) and I were co-enablers. I saw her drinking every night so that gave me an excuse to drink every night and vice versa. I couldn’t understand how she could keep drinking even though it was obviously killing her. Then I had a revelation after reading Eckhart Tolle’s “A New Earth” and “Silence Speaks”: it was her ego that caused her to keep drinking. Right after that, I wrote “Overcome Any Personal Obstacle, Including Alcoholism, By Understanding Your Ego” — http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/leewriter. Even though to date, it hasn’t sold a ton of copies, I deeply believe in what I wrote and the book’s potential to transform lives.

    • Your book sounds fascinating Lee. Perhaps we should purchase one anthers books and do a review? Your thoughts?

  2. Shelley

    Wow…..powerful. That certainly reasonated with me. Thank you.

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