They say a man living with a narcissist is an enabler,
While I always saw you as a savior.
But why did you have to turn me into a grave
Just to put yourself in her shoes?
You taught me the same, while all she did was ruin us all.
I know neither of us could do anything,
But still, you could have been the change.
Particularly fond of habit, you chose that habit over us
And let out that frustration on me.
When I claimed you as my reason for living, all you said was I cursed you.
But for the longest time, all I ever did was love you.
I thought you were the best, wanted to do something for you,
But now, how can I say you give me a reason?
I tried to appreciate every little reason, but all I did was bleed,
And all you did was repeat the same process.
Why did you have to treat me as useless when I couldn't provide,
And precious when I brought everything to the table?
If the Lord would help me, I hope I can earn it all and place it on your plate,
But then you won't have me.
Maybe it's mean, but I don't want to live in the same pattern of toxicity.
You spent most of your life living under toxicity,
And turned out to be an enabler—
But I refuse to repeat the same process.
Even if I'd blame myself, even if the world calls me worse,
I did my best, but every time, I just bled, wondering why you didn't call.
Then I realized, you're doing it right.
I don't want to leave, knowing you gave us life;
All I want is to put you in every comfort and live my life.
And if I've ever done any good in my life, I hope this wish comes true soon.
Though all of us are living in this,
How can we own such indifference?
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
