Mirror mirror on the wall
the narcissist hates me
I know you recall.
Tricks and games
he plays so well
as he tortures me
and shows me hell.
Confused and broken
I find myself
but all I want
is love and health.
I look about
and see him there
staring at me
with that dark-eyed glare.
Why so evil can he be
when once was passion
he had for me?
Will he be able to take my soul
or can I manage
digging from this hole?
Help me please
as I gave my love
to the one who pushes
and enjoys to shove.
I want to help him
But I know I cannot
as he knows
no boundaries
and can’t be taught.
I need release
of the misery I feel
to unbind me from darkness
that is so real.
Looking forward
I can see the light
take me from evil
I beg with might.
Can’t you see me
I cry out loud
he mocks me with fury
looking proud.
Bring in the Angels
and protect my mind
release these chains
that cut and bind.
I see a future
much different from this
as I want to see ME
the person I miss!
Mirror mirror on the wall
the narcissist likes
to see me crawl.
He doesn’t love me
only himself
as I am an object
he sees on a shelf.
Mirror mirror
on the wall
who’s the fairest of us all?
The Empath or Narc.
DON’T HIDE IN THE HALL!
Confused, I see
you seem to be
as I am left on my own
and not yet free.
Mirror mirror,
I moan and groan
my reflection is gone,
it’s HE that’s shown.
(SHATTERED GLASS)