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Dear Narcissist

Part V

By Poppy Published 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 1 min read
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We used to

Throw words

Like weapons

Desperate to make

The other bleed

In the hopes of

Cauterising our

Own wounds

One of us grew up

One of us didn’t

Now every time

The whip breaks

The skin on my back

I bite my lip and

Hold in my scream

Every sound of

Protest I make is

Twisted into a

Guilt trip and I won’t

Give you the pleasure

Of seeing my tears

(Or at least I didn’t)

Now I make the

Mistake of showing

A sliver of vulnerability

The crack between

My armour plates

Quick as a viper

Your sword is drawn

(As if I haven’t spent

The last few years using

My shield to shelter you)

I block your blade

With my bare hands

And you claim I’m

Hurting you

You press your foot

Against my back

Watching as my teeth

Collide with concrete

And tell me I treat you badly

If I am a knife

I am blunted

From disuse

And if you are

Simply a pen

You are one

Covered in blood

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  • Cathy holmes2 years ago

    This series is truly amazing.

  • dark imagery throughout this whole series, very well done! Also really like the art you chose, hauntingly beautiful. ❤

  • What a series! Well done Poppy. You’ve taken what should never have been, such abysmal darkness, and turned that sh*t to art. (That last line definitely came from Kelly Clarkson… I saw clip of that song yesterday on YouTube)🙈👌❤️✨👏

  • "I block your blade With my bare hands And you claim I’m Hurting you" Oh, I felt this.

  • Using my shield to shelter you. That hit deep. As always, I loved this poem!

  • Ooooh, the comparison to being a dull blade from disuse...stellar. Iron sharpens iron, but here your words sharpen words. A poem that truly makes one reflect on the less than desirable aspects of a relationship with someone not compatible or selfish.

  • Gerald Holmes2 years ago

    What a great use of words! I loved this from beginning to end.

  • Jazzy 2 years ago

    The gaslighting is SO hurtful This was wonderfully written

  • Test2 years ago

    "I block your blades with my bare hands and you claim I am hurting you" Wow. This is absolutely beautifully heartbreaking. That last line is so hard hitting as well. Really well done.

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