Looking away as you begin to speak. . .

Your words were slurred. . .

Your voice was weak. . .

Night after night. . .

You pour another round. . .

Bottle after bottle. . .

I watch as you drown. . .

I wish I could tell you how badly

this hurts. . .

I see you suffer everyday, while your drinking gets worse. . .

But, I stay silent, as you stumble and fall. . .

Deep down I know this burden is not your fault at all. . .

I remember back when we were

younger. . .

When you were sober,

Just a year or two before the alcohol took over. . .

Back then you  spent so much time with me and my brother. . .

But our relationship slipped away as the years carried on. . .

And slowly, you  shut down. . .

Pushing away your own sons. . .

You burned many bridges. . .

You sealed many doors. . .

You  didn't have time friends,

Or loved ones anymore. . .

Almost like a sickness once it  began to take hold

With no way to stop it. . .

We sat and watched alcoholism unfold. . .

We would catch you as you begin to lose balance every night.

We help you in to bed when you stumble,

You hold on to the walls,  
Wobbling  and stumbling the harder you tried. . .

Even with us helping you to bed you would still curse us

We tried like hell to lift you...

And if we ignored you. . .

You would try to fight us all instead...

Including my friends. . .

You would think this process would. . .

Eventually get old to someone. . .

But for you. . .

it never did. . .

We still see the same thing  everyday,

And yes,

It's just as sad each time it repeats. . .

But we continue this routine. . .

Watching you **** yourself slowly. . .

Drowning yourself daily,

In alcohol, pain and misery. . .

day by day. . .

night by night. . .

“Dear Lord please, show him a sign. . .

Clear his mind so he can know and see. . .

The hurt , the loss and the sorrow.

covered with a wave of lies shadowed on it's lable. . .

The problem here is very clear...

Actually , at the bottom of  that bottle. . .

Is all the proof you need. . . ”

“I  pray that one day you get a chance to see our faces  once more. . .

To truly see that we are still here. . .And we still care. . .

Through those glazed over eye's of yours."



“Please dear lord, consider this prayer I ask of you.
He isn't lost show him the way to you. . .
Show him the love we have for him. . .
Please God… Just let him see the truth. . .
God, from my heart, you know these words are  true.
Thank you Dear Lord for listening like before.
Thank you, I love you Dear Lord...
In your name I pray...
Amen.”

“Lord, I put all my faith in you.”