You constructed me to walk on water <br />But taught me only to drown <br />To you I once looked up <br />Now my eyes desire the ground <br />For the once blaze behind your eyes <br />Has dimmed to a match stick glow <br />And your whiskey sodden tongue <br />Has matured into a crystal powdered nose <br />So before your concrete lips of ash <br />Demand your lungs collapse <br />Just know old man I do love you <br />But I am not yours <br />For addiction is your daughter <br />And I am merely your flaws<br /><br />Jade Deakins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/old-man-39/
