I wrote this song due to a great big hole left in my heart… I had a good friend I used to work & was very tight with, his son, who I knew since a toddler, did 2 tours in Iraq, took his life & left us after suffering so hard from PTSD. I happen to know he didn't mean to hurt his Mama & Dad, his family or anyone that loved him. He just didn't know how else to tear out the demons or whatever it was inside him wouldn't leave him the hell alone. I’d talked to him once in the middle of an awful bout, couldn't get him out of my mind for years and it hurt so bad, I reached for music and the blues, for help. I had a guitar line that haunted me a long time & I knew it wanted to breathe, so I then turned to my best poet hero I love & always listen to Townes Van Zandt, to try to find a way for wordsmithin'. I tried startin' the song with a Shakespearean kind of focus like I seen him do, and that gave me a start. I wrote the rest around that idea. It's important for me to let people know that besides dealing with my own pain from it, I only want to give back what I can to help. it's for all the brave and their loved ones who suffer this awful condition. All for them. His dad said he liked the song, but doesn't want his boy’s mom to re-live any of it, so he told me if anyone asks about his son, or who he is, to look up all the soldiers who’ve suffered this way, and help them all, and leave him & his family alone.. So I'll never give his name. I never talked to him again and can’t find him, so that hurts. I felt really lost with it all, like I didn’t belong, for a long time. Then I met an Army Warrant soldier who did 3 tours in Iraq & 1 in Afghanistan, Billy Filkins. He felt it, was moved, helped me with the last verse, and encouraged me forward with it, so he's co-authored with me. God bless you all, and Dear Lord, Please Bless our brave service men & women, all over the world. All the best from a plain 'ol Blues cat from Texas.