they were like an
unexpected weight gain,
no choice but to adapt.
they came into his life
in a train wreck,
he fell head over heels
and wondered if he
had been enrolled back
into high school.
there was a catch,
much to his disdain.
11 and 19,
perpetually angry at
their father
at their mother
at life.
he was the blunt
victim of their rage.
the boy soon
redirected his rage
into drugs, alcohol,
***, jail.
the girl did not.
it was not his fault,
he would not let
her get to him.
but he did,
and she had grinned
at the murderous
fire in his eyes.
he screamed
and released his own
anger,
you're letting her ruin it
she knows what shes doing
shes ruining us
you're letting her ruin it
please listen to me.
tears glistened
down his cheeks,
she smiled.
he was gone,
though insults and
words remained.
that was 2 down, more to go.
I believe(know) it was my fault. I seem to be the instigator in my mother's divorces. He's happier now, we're happier now. Harm aside, it was for the best.