Parallax Views Poem by William F Glennon

When you're a twin is it a curse?
Living with a maladjusted family
made everything worse.

Life as a twin is competition and rivalry.
Fighting for attention always brought hostility.

The violent cycles brought the same cruelty.
Hurting one another while not taken responsibility.
Playing favorites or taken control of the others futility.

The alcohol fueled anger of a father dispensing his justice.
Knowing we would never have control of any of this cruelness.

Blaming each other never made the fighting less.
A mother who tried to stop this insanity knowing it was always hopeless. Death took her away, leaving this cloud of darkness that
left us confused and defenseless.

The scars fade but the wounds will not heal. When you reveal the truth your scars start to bleed.

Adulthood came with relationships unchanged.
Begrudgingly you've carried the past with you.
It is easy to blame the past on the future,
when you won't let go.