PEACE

By Julia Still Rose

Lament for my disheartened spirit

The agonizing moments that pass

Day by day, night by night

How I wish my memory would fail

The sun hides behind shadowy black clouds

As the rain comes down

My tears are like mad rivers flowing

I dwell on the both of them

Father and son

Love into hate

Photos left behind of happier times

My afflicted brothers self absorption

My Fathers dark despair

Watching it collapse

Like an old rotten building

Made of crumbling grey stones

Fallen chandeliers and empty rooms

Cessation of generations past

Buried underneath dead red roses

This mourning never ends

I yearn for home

Misery hangs on tight

To my torment

Day by day, night by night

With a heavy heart

I reach into my pocket

I feel the cold revolver against my skin

Longing for eternal rest I cry out

Dear God, it is only peace

That I implore.

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