Ring a ring a rosie
Don’t get so cozy. A tissue. A tissue ? You’ll want one soon.
That’s me dancing rings around you.
Oh you think you’re so clever?
You got me. You got me. You get me ?
Nah uh silly rabbit.
You’re no brain for this mighty chain.
I know, I know you liked me at first
Your intentions were good ?
Not good enough my sweet.
To the middle where you belong
Sing your song. The one you sing to us all
But I won’t fall. For it. For you. Forever.
I see the workings of your selfish heart
Written all over your gormless face
Different girl. Different place.Getting away with it again ?
Not this time. Not this chump.
Different type of human here.
You’re in my circle now
And you’re all alone.
I used to melt
I was puddle to your shining light
Now I all I see is the sun bouncing off your head
Your mysterious smile
Was just a sneer.
How strange !
How my heart deceived me.
I used to feel.
I think my brain vibrated to every beat of your heart
When I must have believed you had one.
Now it’s just static.
But what a delight. What a delicious relief
My body moves to its own beat, its own heat.
Now if I fall it’s only for a real rock. Not a stone.
You wanted me to straddle.
A limb in each corner.
One burning with the uninhibited heat
The other, pale in life’s banal never-ending joke.
You enjoyed the tearing, the pulling apart
Not of my body.
Ah but of my dreams.
Do you know what torn hopes look like ?
They are jagged. Shorn. Shook from their mother’s milken tit.
Left to mew in the icy shadow of your shrug.
But I am made of moss and I flourish where roses die.
I don’t cry.
Not for you, you wicked thing.
Made worse by no awareness of your hacking.
A shears sheds no tears when flowers fall.
But I am no flower.
I am the tower.
So shears to you my dear.
Make sure you look me in the eye.
No not down there. Up. Up in the sky.
This time I take full blame
For playing your game.
I can’t pretend I didn’t see the outcome
Oh and out it came.
The beautiful, searing truth.
The kind that wakes you in the night with disbelief.
I did that before.
How could you be so … so…
So fucking awful. So fucking you.
So fucking what ?
There are no surprises.
So I take full blame.
Add it to the list
Of things that keep happening
With a narcissist.