The Boy and His Colossus
By Phalanx
I might have to pee while I construct this.
I can't concentrate so I offer an interlude of silence... thank God for
rose bushes and nightfall.
To day I shared a conversation with my cousin, She asked me questions concerning
relationships.
I have answers.
She asked me if the relationship between my sisters boyfriend/maybe fiance
would last and
His attitude should she walk away given the circumstances regarding his
inability to discipline
A daughter who likes to steal and lie about it.
She's eight, by the way.
Their lives have not been easy, they have a difficult circumstance,
Too much influence from too many directions that will not cooperate to
crack on their asses when they do wrong.
The hammer needs to fall.
When people become conditioned by people walking in and out in a disposable
world
They develop a survival instinct that tells them to turn those parts of
themselves off that watch people go.
When you realize nothing is permanent you question the worth of everything.
He has a problem putting a boot across the ass when they misbehave.
What he doesn't realize, I think is that he can break the cycle and kill
the past with the future.
I care about the kids but, I won't let them corrupt my nephew.
We've worked hard at giving him a loving home and decent upbringing and
I will not see that compromised
By a weak father.
I know he had it hard but when it comes to my nephew,
He will not pass on his stupidity.
I cannot allow the best of us to become a statistic.
He deserves better than that.
He reminds me of myself at that age but, more outgoing.
That's good, there's parts of me, and everything I didn't have.
When he was born, I couldn't stand the idea of holding him,
My mother made me.
Now, he's one of the only things I still love.