Traits of a Psychopath
she made me sandwiches and cooked my t
she washed my clothes and kept me clean
but she never showed me any empathy
and that's how love comes across mean
my emotional needs were left to starve
she cooked and she cleaned and she did so with heart
she made sure that belt slapped my skin really hard
choosing the punishment designed to be harsh
success I achieved was quickly destroyed
diverting to things that I couldn't do well
If I celebrated she's quickly annoyed
changing the subject from a win to a fail
I gave up on trying to win her approval
she turned positives into negative lessons
teaching me my achievements were not useful
the things I can't do make better impressions
she doesn't respect me or ask my opinion
information that she gets from elsewhere
she makes it impossible to have a connection
I'm just a possession so why would she care
she's always the victim pointing out blame
gaslighting her children for attention again
before they both died her parents caused pain
traits of a psychopath not someone insane
Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2021
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