Watching his dementia take over is hard
Watching his alcoholism destroy his best is lonely
And I am the rock.
Seeing his financial statement all in red is hard
Seeing him stand next to the bathroom and ask me where is the bathroom is lonely
And I am the rock
Wishing for none of this to be happening is hard
Wishing for him to be ok is lonely
But I am the rock
I am his rock.
Facing the lonely