blueprint of narcissism

The breaktime monologue

now i get it why
my cousin is like that

he grew up in an environment
where is father is not always present
after work, he prefers to eat-out or drink with friends
living the life of the party

while his mother
is the one who spends money
who sends him to school
even him does not provide
money for them

he is the only child
so when he cries
they give him toys
they give him what he wants

so, he grew up spoiled
timid, quiet

i thought we were close
but i was wrong

when we grew older
he changed

he became like his father
narcissistic.
diagnosed by the psychiatrist
backed-up by the clinic
his father cheated on his mother
which left them broken apart
torn their family into pieces

they got annulled
the father has another girlfriend
the mother got married again to a divorcee
and she stayed in North Carolina

while my cousin stayed at my grandma's house
with his girlfriend

you know what's painful?
he chose to believe the maid's fabricated stories
compared to his own blood
compared to me

he made me feel small
just to make his ego bigger

but that's just how this one ends
it ends with us
not by saying sorry vocally
but by saying goodbye
and i hope we never
cross paths once again.

  • Author: the breaktime monologue (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 30th, 2026 07:25
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 2
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  • sorenbarrett

    A poem story of loss and sadness enhanced by misrepresentation ending in more social separation. Lovely



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