God for a day

What is it like being with an alcoholic you ask? Well I will tell you....

It's like watching them being in a terrible car accident over and over again until it breaks you
His illness broke me but not just me, everyone in his life around him
but somehow I am seen as just as guilty as he is
it's like I am the disease that has latched on to him and won't let go
but i'm not
i'm a victim too
i'm the only person that hasn't given up on him
yet here I am prepared to leave the one thing that gives me my only joy
we just spent two days at his parent's cabin house
what went wrong?

being with an alcoholic is like watching a tragedy in slow motion, so slow that you feel like it will never end

I wish he didn't have this disease
I would gladly take it from him and put it on myself if I could
I just hate seeing him in so much pain
I love this man so much
but he keeps hurting me
maybe it's time to leave
but I don't know what to do
stay or go?

I wanna fight for him until the very end
but when is the end?
when will the white flag wave?
Will it be when the mourners sing?