Narcissist

Memoirsofamadlife

Pardon me for asking,

But was that your intent?

To look away from me

So uncomfortably

As if.....

 

You were never resisted

As you persisted

Stalking my existence 

As a wolf to it's prey

Leading me to a revolutiom

Within my constitution 

Praying for absolution

Within the light of day

What makes you this way?

Go on, don't turn around

Pretend to be abound

Appear lost, not found

For I am okay.....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Memoirs of a mad life (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 17th, 2020 18:17
  • Category: Unclassified
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