What Is A Narcissist
One moment they’re perfect,
The next they turn their backs
When you start lining up
All the red flags.
When they start
it will be like a dream,
Thinking its good when
Their intentions turn mean.
You won’t see the truth about who they really are.
You’ll keep up the excuses
For why they are the lowest bar.
They have no love.
They are incapable.
They will keep you pretending.
Even when they’re allowed to sit at your table.
The people who hold you down
Taking you to the darkness of their created hell.
You can’t convince them to be what you had in your mind.
The glasses are what truly make you blind.
Excuses and lies are all you are fed.
Right before you go to bed.
They keep their old ways.
Only changing for a moment.
That is when you start noticing
You are the one that pays.
Your heart keeps you in their grasp
When we all know you can’t last.
You’re a toy they play with.
The gaslighting is just one of these pits.
You want to fix them,
You want to save,
But it’s not our job
To pull them from hell’s gate.
Their behavior and the way they hurt you
is a major sign they probably control you.
You don’t know if you can walk away.
The tears are far too common.
Take it from me and the past I endured
That nothing you say or do
Will ever prove them cured.
They are sick and manipulative.
They will drag you into their abyss.
One thing is for certain
you will realize that poison was in their kiss.
Copyright © Hannah Hulon | Year Posted 2024
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