Grandfather (memories from the past)

A void for your heart

A hollowed out soul

Sent for my family

To regain control

My mom was naive

Inviting you in

My parents deceived

Manipulated

You screamed in the night

Tormented by these

Demons you befriended

Forsaking your peace

A cloud and a haze

Descended on my parents

Their minds were unclear

As whispers did scare them

I heard whispers too

A call to the darkness

With logic they beckoned

That I could just care less

But something in me

Said that this wasn’t right

I needed to care

I held onto the light

Outside in the night

My dad by my mom

You pulled out a knife

Disrupting the calm

You hoped you could kill him

And take over my family

In mere seconds you were pinned

As they glimpsed your insanity

Still they let you stay

What madness to do so?

You kept up your tricks

Until my uncle would undo you

A miraculous phone call

A voice keeping you at bay

You grumbled in frustration

That you could not have your way

Thank God for His protection

That He would keep Mom safe

Bringing her to clarity

Through the uncle who showed the way

But that was not the end of you

Of course, how could it be?

For you found another to torment too

Who required rescuing

My mom at this point

Strengthened by God’s hand

Marched boldly to your door

To make her demands

You launched severe threats

The girl quaked in fear

Mom stood her ground

You realized you couldn’t beat her

For you saw in Mom’s eyes

This courage you couldn’t shake

It caught you off guard

You backed up, now afraid

The girl came with us

You cursed and you cut yourself

Kicking up a fuss

But we drove and didn’t turn around

I don’t regret you’re gone

I never felt you cared

Still, I hope you did find God

So by the end you were prepared

So goodbye, my grandfather

I hope, yet don’t believe

That maybe God redeemed your soul

And at last you did find peace

But if that is not the case

Then you can be made certain

You’ll get what you deserve

No longer this world’s burden

Author's Note

Just a collection of memories from my childhood... I'm thankful to God for making what could have been a miserable story something that actually somehow turned out for good for my family.