High Maintenance System Failure

Chaos spreads like metastatic growth

In carefully designed manipulation

	Family therapy

The puppet mistress casts her chords

Feeds her prey with miserable traction

	Border lines crossed

Control is the trade she plies in glee

It corrodes and shelters dysfunction

	Emotional bribery

Responsibility declared abandonment

Regrets resentment sadness anger

	You make your bed and …

Vile venom sheathed in candy wrapper

She’s burning all her feeble bridges

	Retreat the only hope
	

06th February 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Andresen Avatar
February 6, 2020 at 11:58 AM
- "Border lines crossed" ... yes, really crossed - Wrong bet ... no one, will win - Great written, Kai - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Neumann Avatar
February 7, 2020 at 4:01 AM
Thanks Anne-Liese. Sometimes one needs to draw the line in the sand. Have a good day, Kai
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