To Set Free
She thought of him constantly
Had seen his descent into insobriety
It had been encouraged actually
A familiar practice in her family
Since the boys were still in puberty
It had put his life in jeopardy
For he had fallen prey to its misery.
Her brother became an alcoholic
She tried to help him kick that habit
He would always fall back into the grip
Of this vicious beast that finally got him sick.
And that night, she had been upset with him
Had said words she regretted to have said to him
For those words had become a reality.
Now she couldn't stop the tears from running
And her family had shunned her out, blaming
All her efforts to help her brother had failed
But it was the alcohol that had put the nail
into his coffin, but would death liberate him?
She had to set him free, free from her sadness
She did all she could; he had failed himself.
By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 05.18.10
Copyright © Caroline Cécile Delacroix | Year Posted 2010
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