Let The Ashes Flow – Day 3

Family.
What is it good for and why are we stuck with individuals we may never get along with?
I don’t know about you,
But,
Being related to a crack-head is not a fun fact you claim without tasting a bit of vomit.
Never is it any fun to be forced to stay awake because of their constant nonsense.
You know,
Getting high and playing video games all night while lost in,
A Limbo I never want to be a part of.
Scribbling notes all throughout an apartment building for everybody’s view,
Just to get my attention he could never get regardless of what He does ad nauseam.
Spreading rumors of how bad of a person I am,
Even if he’s the one who hit is mom!
Despite…
Being a favored son no matter what causes!
Any “crack” in our broken foundation…

But,
I’m honored having a crack-head for a brother.
I get to wake up every day reminded of what not to be while I’m smothered!
By the world’s ignorance,
For having broken glasses and clothes worn down by the strength of this,
Drive I was blessed with.
Grinding every day and night until my demons are depowered and breathless.
Choked by the grips of God working through my palms finally rejecting,
What’s constricting my airways as I speak…

Because,
I only smoke to get away from His memory.
A relative without anything either of us can relate to!
As my pupils can only view him for the putrid monster that He is,
While he lays on His bed useless and stapled,
To a canvas where he paints out His plot to sabotage my faith pulling me away from His hateful presence…

But…
Little did He know I keep a special brush for my own kind of art.
Where I write sentences in blood while my own demons lurk through the Darkness of my own mind no matter how far,
Even with a plethora of scars they receive from every flame I’ve sparked.
Fourth degree burns reminding them of their unwelcomed stay as I relinquish what marred my life!
For the better.
False brothers,
Booze,
And marijuana smoke that only keeps me tethered,
To the idea of a grave I have to dig,
For myself!
As a very kind gesture.
To my inner-child…