"gaslighter" poems - Hello Poetry

gatekeeper gaslighter hateful little man if i can’t rise above you then im not sure where i am

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Jun 20, 2023

Jun 20, 2023 at 7:16 PM UTC

theia

bmw man

gatekeeper gaslighter hateful little man if i can’t rise above you then im not sure where i am

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Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected] Gaslighting Am I being gaslighted? Or am I being gas lit? Whichever way the verb might be The gaslighter is full of (it)

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Mar 7, 2024

Mar 7, 2024 at 5:44 PM UTC

lawrence-hall

The Concept of Gaslighting

Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected] Gaslighting Am I being gaslighted? Or am I being gas lit? Whichever way the verb might be The gaslighter is full of (it)

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The Unknown Tower Quiet & deserted. A way to the top The elevator hums, rising. I step out. I open the door, enigmatic. I close the door, Turn the kn⁰b… Instantaneously The cold metal snaps in my hand! I am locked out. A voice Deep Inside ! "Have a glance." Down, Down, down, Down, Down, down… I peer over the edge— Acrophobia strikes! A war ignites between me & my unknown ‘Someone.’ I hear the voice again It is not mine. Or is it? I scramble, trying to fix the kn⁰b, But that 'Someone'— Powerful, cunning— A puppet master, a gaslighter, A shadow pulling the strings. I can’t think anymore! Thoughts crumble like shredded paper! Or did ‘Someone’ crush them for me? "Do a high dive to nowhere! Do a high dive to nowhere! Do a high dive to nowhere!" The voice pounds like a drum. Drive, Drive, drive, drive, drive, Drive, drive, Drive… "My bébé, drive." Once again, The table is yours. The table is yours. Step forward. Hesitation wanders, the fear of loss. Look down. No acrophobia! The tower does not end. The fall never stops. I turn & there is no door. Goodbye. Will you die to find yourself?

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Mar 23, 2025

Mar 23, 2025 at 8:34 AM UTC

mefdiueue

Someone

The Unknown Tower Quiet & deserted. A way to the top The elevator hums, rising. I step out. I open the door, enigmatic. I close the door, Turn the kn⁰b… Instantaneously The cold metal snaps in my hand! I am locked out. A voice Deep Inside ! "Have a glance." Down, Down, down, Down, Down, down… I peer over the edge— Acrophobia strikes! A war ignites between me & my unknown ‘Someone.’ I hear the voice again It is not mine. Or is it? I scramble, trying to fix the kn⁰b, But that 'Someone'— Powerful, cunning— A puppet master, a gaslighter, A shadow pulling the strings. I can’t think anymore! Thoughts crumble like shredded paper! Or did ‘Someone’ crush them for me? "Do a high dive to nowhere! Do a high dive to nowhere! Do a high dive to nowhere!" The voice pounds like a drum. Drive, Drive, drive, drive, drive, Drive, drive, Drive… "My bébé, drive." Once again, The table is yours. The table is yours. Step forward. Hesitation wanders, the fear of loss. Look down. No acrophobia! The tower does not end. The fall never stops. I turn & there is no door. Goodbye. Will you die to find yourself?

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