The beginning or the end

10/22/2014

When JW was released from treatment my parents bought a mobile home out in the middle of the country.  Their lot was in a wooded area and a painting studio was build in the rear of their property. JW stayed in that studio and painted for hours at a time.  His paintings were still life and animals. He was very talented.

He was starting to get very popular and was asked to paint a wall in the reception area of the Rescue Mission at the nearest city from where they lived.  The picture that he had in mind was Jesus waiting on a bus stop bench outside of a local bar. It was very thought provoking and the Rescue Mission valued it so much that they covered it with Plexiglas so it could not be damaged.

The Beginning or The End?

Alcohol had my Father, held him strongly in it's grasp
Saying to me what you see and hear will forever in your mind last
Alcohol took my childhood and hid it far away
Always taunting and telling me you won't be a child today

Through the darkness of my mind I raced through empty corridors of many miles
Only seeing demons and mummies with petrified smiles
Funny how the key he thought would unlock the bars of his cell
Turned out to be the key that temporarily locked him in hell

The parties for you will be few and far between
For you have only a few friends the rest are in your dreams
I've taken control of your family, every minute of the day
I'll always be here to remind you, you're different, strange in a way

Your mom will work 2 jobs, all night and all day
For I make your father steal and make more bills to pay
Your clothes won't be very nice but its the best your mom can do
If I have anything to say, you'll have nothing when I'm through

I'm a drug that is very legal, very easy to obtain
I'm in the cooler next to soda, I'm not the one to blame
Don't forget when you were little I made your father tend to stray
Sometimes gone for weeks, sometimes only a day

Here have a drink, just give it one little try
Isn't your throat, parched, scratchy, a little dry?
I'll be your friend and oh so much more
Just open up a little let me through the door

Don't forget your self esteem will develop very low
You're worthless and stupid not much lower can you go
Don't forget you've lived like this for almost 40 years
You'll never change you're destined to cry rivers of tears

No! Alcohol you're wrong, I'm fighting to come back from the dead
These demons and mummies are getting removed from my head
Alcohol my father no longer can you have
He's back in the world of the living our love a healing salve

For a time I said I disowned him didn't want him in my life
We're working through the hatred, The misery and strife
One day is how we do it, one step at a time
What you did to our family is truly a crime

Alcohol I'll hate you forever, from this belief I'll never sway
I'll pray to GOD always, I can keep you at bay.