Written after losing a husband and daughter from Alcohol Abuse
THE DEMONS
Life was full of hope as my husband and I said our marriage vows.
We didn’t realize that our years would soon come for us to part.
You answered our prayers, Lord, and gave us two loving daughters,
Four years separated, but close in heart.
Our children grew up and made us proud of your creation.
As time passed, the demons fell upon our family formation.
The once happy, stay at home dad lost his way
He walked from his family and kept us at bay.
The bottle was his friend that broke our unity,
No love or begging brought him back to reality.
My loving husband became a stranger,
As I watched the terrible disease put his life in danger.
There were bitter years when he walked out of our lives
And he struggled to survive but lost his fight.
The demons had reached for this loving man
And they made him blind to the telltale signs.
I gave him back to you God with tears and heartbreak,
Knowing that I had lost him from the very start
I struggled through the years with a painful, empty heart
And I kept my daughters close so that we’d never part.
Life is unfair for the demons returned.
They were not happy with just my man.
They grabbed my daughter and tore her in two
Separation from her children and family was something new.
She thought the bottle became her friend,
The same thinking her father had way back then.
Family and friends pleaded with prayer
For her to see that the demons were there.
She entered three rehabs with hope and belief,
Thinking with each visit she’d be back on her feet.
The demons weakened her confidence and made her think
That there was no real harm in just another drink.
The years of counseling were pushed aside,
And her dreams were washed away like a receding tide.
There were too many shared moments with friends to drink
And her traveling had her back on the road only to sink.
I gave her back to you God with tears and heartbreak,
Knowing I had lost her from the very start.
I pray Lord that she is at peace with her dad
And I can go on sleeping and stop being so sad.
Crush these demons and put them in hell,
So the alcoholics are released, free to get well.
Open their eyes to God’s presence and Our Lady’s
So they won’t feel alone when their strength is fading.
This poem is certainly filled with great heartbreak and suffering for the author. I hesitate to call alcoholism a disease. It is certainly a form of mental illness where the mind is tricked into thinking that an altered state is better than the raw edge of life.
As far as demons go, they are conjured up to try to describe what is happening in the mind of an individual who is not behaving the way one thinks someone should behave.
You have my sympathy but no solutions. Whenever I found myself drinking too much, I took no pleasure in it and just stopped.
How tragic! God bless you! For excessive abuse drugs and alcohol are the devils tools to get us to go astray. Alcohol is really a drug.
I think everyone who has taken drugs in excess knows that loss of control of the mind is the result. In fact, our personality usually changes completely. So this person who you are trying to speak to and rationalize with is NOT the same person you once knew. If I drink too much I usually want to sleep. If someone tries to wake me up I am not going to be very kind. That is why I don't drink to excess. I do not want to because it's demonic. No good will result from it! If my wife drinks too much she has no clue what she did the day after. How foolish as she could risk her job by speaking out of term to someone in an office party. It happens all the time. That's why it's called spirts. It just needs to be labeled, "Warning: Evil Spirits can ruin your life if you take too much of this product." Amen!
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As far as demons go, they are conjured up to try to describe what is happening in the mind of an individual who is not behaving the way one thinks someone should behave.
You have my sympathy but no solutions. Whenever I found myself drinking too much, I took no pleasure in it and just stopped.
Ron
I think everyone who has taken drugs in excess knows that loss of control of the mind is the result. In fact, our personality usually changes completely. So this person who you are trying to speak to and rationalize with is NOT the same person you once knew. If I drink too much I usually want to sleep. If someone tries to wake me up I am not going to be very kind. That is why I don't drink to excess. I do not want to because it's demonic. No good will result from it! If my wife drinks too much she has no clue what she did the day after. How foolish as she could risk her job by speaking out of term to someone in an office party. It happens all the time. That's why it's called spirts. It just needs to be labeled, "Warning: Evil Spirits can ruin your life if you take too much of this product." Amen!