He could be hot and cold

& Even though he wasn’t that old
He knew how to abuse his authority

He expected me to do everything

He told me

That was the first red flag

I shouldn’t have ignored it

He promised to do so many things

But never really coming through for me

Obsessed with my physical

Then he got real physical

The situation was critical

Now I know he feels so pitiful

Watching my life bloom so beautiful

But it took for him to

Try to rip off all of my petals

Wearing them as chains

Like his ego gold metal

He thought I would settle

SO I threw rose petals

On his grave

As I am no longer enslaved

To his Narcissistic mind game.

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