Let Babylon Burn - He doesn't talk about it

So don't ask him to explain; just sit with him in silence till he finds his way again.
One evening, his old father found him sitting in the yard.
He said, "Son, I know you're trying,
But you don't have to try so hard.
You came home carrying people that I will never know,
But you don't have to lose yourself to prove you love them so." For a while he said nothing,
Then tears filled up his eyes.
He whispered, "Dad,
I miss them every single night." His father put an arm around him as the sun went down,
And for once he let the silence say what words could never sound.
He doesn't talk about it; maybe someday he will.
Until then,