Not All Family Matters

Family wouldn’t make it a point to remind you how no one cares for your existence.
Family would never cross lines you’ve set in sand to thwart off all kinds of maliciousness.
Family would sooth your battle scars after every hit and miss,
Regardless if you’re wrong or right in whatever position you’re in.
So…
Where was mine as my life was flipped over backwards with a win rate lowered by doubters who thrive off afflictions?
All I’ve gotten for the last several years is,
“Look what you did!”
For being the antithesis of their views on pleasure as I questioned if family mattered to begin with…

But,
That’s the thing.
They were never family,
Just,
Relatives with a grudge against me for being different,
While authentic without glaring fallacies.
For denying booze,
Cigarettes and bitches instead of food,
Good women and a chance at riches without losing my sanity!
They could never see nor feel when they’re eyes are closed for a slumber they yearn for…
Because,
Every minute I’m awake,
The demons dance while they join in for rehearsal.
Ready for another scene where they act out in search for!
My acidic tears I’d be a bit cautious to drink…