The manipulatorA Poem by Someones
Am I the crazy one?
I’ve asked myself this question so many times now and Im just no sure about anything anymore and its all his fault He made me doubt about everything, and when I say everything is everything And now Im just lost, and I cant trust myself anymore, I know deep down Im the one who is right but then he comes along and tells me that I always make things up, and that I take thing too seriously, but do I? Then I feel trapped because I cant tell anyone how I am feeling because he says that when I share thing with my friends Im telling people all his secrets and that Im betraying his trust, and it makes me feel guilty so I prefer to keep my doubts to myself. Then when I finally end things, somehow Im the one who is going to have a dead body in my hands, because its my fault he is feeling this way. Then everytime I dont answer the phone means blood over his arms and how can I ignore physicall hurts?. I discover the power of blocking someone, but after a while I discover there are several phone numbers he can try to contact me and not just his, and even his mothers phone so at the end all the power I thought I had is gone. “We are just going to talk important things please!”, and its fine by me because I owe him that after all right?, but little by little important things becomes new haircuts, and telling all the thing he did today and what he ate, but wait wasnt just important things?, but off course he is right and Im being over dramatic. I dont want to see you anymore in my classes so I’ll change my schedule, but how is this possible if you are going to track me down and change yours too because you need help in classes, am I being selfish? Then again and again the same cycle trying to free myself, but how could I? if Im the only thing he has. © 2019 Someones |
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Added on August 6, 2019 Last Updated on August 6, 2019 |