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After  years  of  you  giving me the silent treatment                                                                                                  if  no  one  calls  I  think  it's because  of a disagreement                                                                                  Because  of  your consistent  lack  of communication                                                                      sometimes  when  I talk, I forget people are listening                                                                 Convinced I am never enough or  I'm too  much                                                                                                        I overdo for others in hopes of earning their love                                                                                                                  Under your  sense of grandiose entitlement                                                                                                            I've  put myself last and under your judgement                                                                                                            With persistent efforts to  disrespect me                                                                                                                          I  over explain and apologize habitually                                          I've  accepted bread crumbs of your affection                                                                                                     a love  concocted of toxin and poisonous venom
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Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 2:01 PM UTC
Toxic Love
After  years  of  you  giving me the silent treatment                                                                                                  if  no  one  calls  I  think  it's because  of a disagreement                                                                                  Because  of  your consistent  lack  of communication                                                                      sometimes  when  I talk, I forget people are listening                                                                 Convinced I am never enough or  I'm too  much                                                                                                        I overdo for others in hopes of earning their love                                                                                                                  Under your  sense of grandiose entitlement                                                                                                            I've  put myself last and under your judgement                                                                                                            With persistent efforts to  disrespect me                                                                                                                          I  over explain and apologize habitually                                          I've  accepted bread crumbs of your affection                                                                                                     a love  concocted of toxin and poisonous venom
This is what a loving a narcissist's does to you.
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Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 2:01 PM UTC
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