Dark of Night

Dark of Night In the dark of night I awaken the nightmare comes again In a cold sweat, head and heart racing I know it will stop, but when? my Brother! I scream out loud oh God, he needs to be healed found him with a gun in his mouth suicide-it’s the real deal again it must be the family curse as for brothers-he’s number four with three dead of booze and pills I didn’t think It could get worse like their dying is settling some score he didn’t show any fear even when the gun went CLICK! he was calm and his intention was clear like in a scene from some movie clip In an instant he would have be gone and blood splattered all over the place I’d be tormented by what went wrong each time I remembered his face locked away in a place he can’t get away from he’s struggling, he says he’s had enough battered and weathered by a violent storm wading through it is going to be tough at 55, he almost died by his hand God spared my brothers’ life but he’s still a broken, suffering man who cries in the dark of night -8-8-14