Watching Him Drink
- Thomas Beckwith
- Jan 23
- 1 min read
by Thomas Beckwith
He drinks. He argues with me.
He drinks to strike fear in me.
Then he falls asleep.
He doesn’t remember.
He drinks, but he loves me.
He drinks. He doesn’t listen to me.
He argues with me. He drinks.
He wants me to change.
He drinks. He argues with me.
Then he falls asleep.
He doesn’t remember
He drinks. He threatens to abandon me.
He doesn’t remember. He drinks.
Then he falls asleep.
He drinks; this is his therapy.
He loves, but he drinks.
He wants to change me.
He drinks. He strikes fear in me.
He drinks. He doesn’t listen to me.
He falls asleep. He doesn’t remember.
He drinks. He says he loves me.
He drinks. He abandons me.
He drinks. Does he love me?
He drinks; this is his therapy.
He says he loves me.
He doesn’t remember.
He drinks, leaving me wondering
if he really loves me.
He drinks. He doesn’t listen to me.
He drinks to strike fear in me.
He drinks, it’s his way
of abandoning me.
I watch him drink.
There is a need for therapy.
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Thomas Beckwith is an Assistant Director for the University of Florida’s Office of Academic Support, where he provides support to students including academic coaching, leadership development, and holistic success planning. He also enjoys writing in his authentic voice, finding it to be a therapeutic way to process experiences and overcome past trauma.
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