Narcissistic is not just a toxic relationship with your boyfriend of one year. It can be a parent, a friend, a cousin or someone you love, dear.

  It's when they give up their own responsibilities to depend on you for money, childcare or a ride in the car. If you confront them. Your luck won't go very far.

  You'll belittle you over one little mistake like not washing a dish or leaving a crumb on the table. Restrict you from friends, lovers, family because they're you're parent, partner or whatever it is the label.

   You'll be made to feel unworthy and treated like trash. Take pride in authority as you become their slave. Every peer will be brought up to hate you and you'll be the highlight to bash.  

  You'll be trapped, items will be stolen from you, they'll hurt your children, you will be framed and blamed for what you didn't do. Call the police, tell a friend or relative. But no one will believe it because they've manipulated everyone but you!

  A pretty face or kind demeanor is the who they appear. Your peers will becoming sheep to their lies with words such as " I'm a person of God" and many hoaxed stories to tell. Cross them, your life will become the fifth layer of hell.

  When confronted they fabricate it with lies such as " I do this for you" when you get no benefit from the deed. You can argue with them all day, but refuse to take heed.

  They will monitor your activities, making you feel like a juvenile. "You can't use this no longer" and send you miles away to do so. You'll never be good enough for their home. Wait for an escape for quite a while.

  You can bend over backwards for this said person and nothing will be good enough. Clean their home! Give them money, drive them to work, love them with soul. Their hatred for you never grow old.

  You are nothing but an object. You are free ***, an ATM, a chance to get drunk or high, or a tax return. You'll be nothing but inheritance or sympathy when or if you die.

    When you finally escape this slavery. You will have scars, passing the neighborhood where it happened, hearing their name in a conversation, or coming across something they gave you long ago. If anything, celebrate your bravery!

  You escaped such a harsh time, you stood up for yourself when it cost everything. You are living life without the person you thought you'd die without. You are a warrior without a doubt.

"If someone makes you an option then make them a memory"

You fed me dirt, claiming I'm satisfied. As I swallowed the soil of your upright lies. As I roam free you can only wonder how I'm happy.

Summer is coming again, to you I'm dead and no longer care for me. But our baby is a reminder of who we used to be.

A man cheats on a woman, she beats him up. Everyone thinks it's funny what she did because he "deserved it" he did a terrible act but didn't deserve physical punishment.  A girl constantly takes her boyfriend's cell phone reading his messages, she's possessive of him, bosses him around, controls his life. " She's just a jealous girlfriend, it's cute" if a man shows similar traits, he's abusive and she should leave him. A man is sexually assaulted, "he's a ***** and should of enjoyed it" a woman is *****, it's all over the media. Women want free birth control, they protest in a Women's March. Men ask for free birth control, Feminist will not allow it. He isn't interested in you because you are over weight, it's a horrible insult. An obese man ask you for coffee, you say no because he's not your type. No one says anything. Marching and protesting for equality when it is nothing but superiority, having it all but you just crave more.

My sweet little son
You are quite an active one
I feel your small feet kick inside me
Every night when I sleep, every morning after I eat.
Completely unexpected but such a treat. I wait for you to grow and enter this earth, just 4 months until your birth. Waiting to see who the little human I created will be.

The devil is not what he seems. He can take your hand and tell you  there is nothing to fear, mimicking a child's infatuated dream. Wipe away your tears gently from your delicate cheek. Shower you with jewels, roses, a small black dress. Anything you seek from the man your hands caress. His words can be more soothing as gentle fingers to a harp, his eyes possess your soul with a stare so angelic, and a mind so sharp and a figure that's athletic. He is the shadow that lurks looking for love in every place, you believe you are his universe as to him you are just a small town in a state. Reality is that he's a witch's curse, he promised you he was unique to others maybe better but you realize he's even worse.

In my eyes you had potential, but to you I was nothing more than a phone number and an option to bypass. Like a little bird, I let you go but you never came back.

Never in my adult life have I ever experienced such greed of the people in this world and the horrifying ways they use it.

I don't deserve respect because I am a woman, I want respect for being a person. I am not entitled to my gender only to common sense.

It has been hard to let go you know. Brushing off everything like wind and snow. Even after all the drugs, and jail, thinking you'd come back to your old self. You slip my feet out from under the rug, and again you fail. Coming around trying to make me think you want to be a Dad, my bad! I thought wrong, you're a fake. On my own is where I belong, make up your mind for Christ sake! I'm Fred in a ****** Doo episode, uncovering your mask, you're an ******* all long. I was always there for you, never even had to ask, I gave you chances you didn't deserve, all you've ever done was kick us to the curb. I now say goodbye to you. Have fun in another city! I hope you regret your actions, that were nothing but ******.

When everything is not how it is supposed to be, it's all better inside inside my dreams. Where you're back around and actually clean, reality hurts but memories don't leave.

They say my life is over, I think it has just begun, needing to prepare for my little one.

I don't get haunted by ghost. I get haunted by memories of people who are still alive, just not around anymore.

Everywhere you stand and everything you touch, hear or smell carries a certain memory to it. If you distance yourself from those things it will be easier to forget the bad that came with them. It is the only way something fades if it is no longer present with you.

Life went from college and working, traveling with no rest. This all changed with a pregnancy test.

Long naps, mood swings and craving unhealthy snacks. To sleepless nights, kicks in the ribs, heartburn that made my chest flare. I knew you would have a lot of hair.

On April 6th, you were born. After 3 days of labour, it was hell and I was torn. 8 lbs 1 oz with black hair and blue eyes, with the loudest cry.

Life then went from a quite room to one full of cries at night. Rocking you in the cradle swing, listening to nursery rhymes and to you I'd sing.

Endless amounts of diapers filling the trash, freaking out over a mild rash. Tummy time on the play mat, crawling on the floor, now preventing you from running out the door.

Now I'm stepping on toys, buying bigger clothing sizes in toddler boys. Spending extra money I could of saved, making me want to crawl into a cave.

But I cherish every day. Through all the screaming, teething, random bites, when putting you into clothing is a fight.

Even when you make me sleep half way off the bed, repeat words that I shouldn't of said. The cuddles during nap time, watching Sesame Street, tickling your chubby feet.

In 4 days, it will be your birthday! Hooray! With all the stress of birthday plans, I'm so happy for my little man.

Watching you grow up is all your mom could ask for. Happy early birthday my little explorer.

I've come to realize that people don't want to be warned about anything. They need to experience it for themselves and learn the hard way in order for them to believe you.

Life was a drug. I'm smoking what could of been. Inhaling the thought of freedom and where I should be. Embracing the sadness of withdrawing and going back to where I started.