In Memorium

There are so many holes in my life. They used to be filled by people , but now they are just memories. Damnit , I miss you. Some of you.

- Grandfather C. :You tried so hard. I used to think that you were a comic-book Superman who could fix anything wrong in the world, but you decided to dedicate yourself to myself and the Twin instead. You are my hero. Forever.
If I could be half the man that you were , I'd be twice the man that I am now.

-Grandfather B. : I barely knew you, but I'll never forget you. I'd never smelled death , violence, disintegration and hatred before I watched you die.
Nowadays, I'm used to it.
Your vile and petty cruelty killed your wife and now it's killing your children. You have one child left and your accursed spectre hounds him like a thousand barbed-wire shadows. Do the world a favor and remain dead.

-Mom: I'm OK , Mom. I'd wish you were here, but you are. You always have been, even when you weren't.

-Dad: I don't even know if you are still alive. I don't know if I care. I do know that I do not wish to be your son. I inherited your anger, but don't dump your failures on me. Do you remember the last time we fought?
You lost. Badly. I'm not a six-year old anymore.
I know what you did to Mom.
Don't ask me to forgive you, because I won't.


I gotta stop. I need cook-outs and company. I had to vent, so I did.