I escaped, barely

Alan R

Ever been taken along

To the party, for granted?

Denied but taken along

Denied but shown care

Denied but given a share

A deathly thrill

That kind of divide

A sick, intriguing ride

Tears you into two halves

That don't even fit together

Anymore.

 

I see the plants I cut

Growing roots

Under water, trying

Under water, Pushing life forward

Under water, blessed 

Life is beautiful and honest

And I wonder how predatory

And dark, the people who drain 

The life force out of us can

Possibly be.



As I sit here

In two halves

Looking at the vital roots

Looking at the sunshine

Looking at the day's glory 

For the misfits of my being

Shrapnel...of what I lost 

To align my broken edges again

For a harmony I never knew

Existed here.



-Al

  • Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 1st, 2024 02:11
  • Comment from author about the poem: On escaping the narcissist.
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments1

  • Neville


    that's one very lucky escape mister .. enjoy that freedom & then some .. I know I enjoyed being here ..

    • Alan R

      🙂



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