If you can find the time to care
about replacing the dress she wears,
then you can find the time to call
to let me know my gift did not reach you at all.
You put your energy into replying
with vitriol and without contrition
and call me into the battle you’re fighting
without the ability of introspection.
I do not want this stress in my life,
I cannot fix your mess and strife.
I put my energy into helping
sending advice and with honesty and loving.
Past experience tells me its risky,
for me to involve myself, I’ll get sickly
I speak with brutal honesty,
in the hope you will now see,
the truth before you clearly.
Instead you focus on outward blame,
fight the fight, play the game,
and not on the reputation you have gained.
Your actions are not acceptable
they breach the law,
and so now the consequences befall.
But still you fight and rage and yell,
it is not fair, its their fault you will tell,
to all who will be sucked into your vortex
under the spell of your personality complex.
Narcissus fell in love with his own reflection.
The image of himself for consideration.
But you don’t see the clear indication,
that you’re a narcissist full of indignation.
You cannot see your true image,
a woman scorned, a brutal bitch.
You role as mother came with strife,
for when I was born I upturned your life.
I did not follow your rules of adoration,
I cried and yearned to be my own creation.
Not to be exactly like you, a new model,
so your love became conditional.
I moved away to a place of safety,
and yet the pull to return was hasty.
Again I departed for further shores,
but again in my heart you became my calls.
But now I know you will not love me,
or accept me unconditionally.
So again for my own safety,
I must withdraw to protect my family.
Louisa Walker 2020.