You see, he has a unique ability to crinkle and turn my words into something which resembles a failure on my part. He only considers himself a delight with his sarcastic jokes until I call out his crappy shit. Then to complete the scenario, his jaw becomes clenched as he proceeds to scoff at what I say about him. Watch him as he begins to fold his arms like a big baby, try to flex and contort himself into being something better than he’s showing the world. Then shuts down like I’m the crazy one.
I see the real you.
Drawn to drama
By struggles felt
Empathy always given freely
Listened so patiently
Of course, comfort supplied
All needs are met immediately
Yet another tragedy appears
Tears, pain, the ugly cry
The solutions are found yet again
Now a different dire situation
A heightened angst flares so dramatically
The savior came when called, getting exhausted
Good advice, time and effort wasted
The pattern continues to repeat, not ending
Only in your world is life unjustly brutal
I’m truly feeling used, abused and recycled
It seems there is just no insight ever
Again being let off the hook from personal chaos
Why couldn’t I see it in the beginning
My heart bleeds so easily seeing other people’s pain
Damn narcissist, fooled again, I must be a slow learner
According to you, all that’s missing is a cape.
But your contribution is the bare minimum.
Turmoil abounds, and where are you?
You need a signal in the sky to see what’s
right there in front of you?
Emotional maintenance means nothing to you.
So many opportunities for growth missed or ignored.
My needs are on stand-by, yours apparently met.
And you’re still smiling and laughing while
it’s chilly in here. You never bring a coat.
So why are you acting like you’re a hero?