I see it deep in your eyes, a lie,
A monster you are, an opaque mind,
Dancing in disguise around my heart,
A ball of bizarre,
You swing me, steer me, and smash me,
You thread on my fragile back,
Squeeze me to the floor of doubt,
Press me to the wall of assumption,
Suspicion,
Prejudice
Mistrust,
Yours.
Everybody's.
You grab me, pull me up, hug me tightly, selfishly,
And put me to sleep with words hollow,
Words my soul reads as poison, fear,
Tempestuous whirl in peaceful spring,
Illusion I follow, I cling to it maniacally,
Taking a chance one more time,
Seeking comfort in my tears,
Dissolved into whisper
You make me question my values,
Compromise my reason,
It's wrong, I know, it's all just a lie,
My unrest, my chaos,
I'm empty inside, I'm fleshless, inert, vapid,
But I accept it,
I'm idiotic and keen, insane and ordinary,
All at the same time, hoping,
Maybe I can make it better someday,
Somehow.
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Emotional manipulation, a perfidious way of dominating over partners (or friends, family) is usually done by people with low self-esteem. Self-centered, always looking for sympathy, making sure they appear as victims, subtly or by fear, they leave their partners confused with no way to defend. Perhaps, consequences for the other side are same or even stronger than in cases of physical violence.
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