You are so much to lose;
and for how I've gained
I'll accept all your burdens,
sorrow and pain;
but is it worth it for you?
with all my mistakes
I know they've caused you

melancholy and disdain.


It's mid-December,

but it feels like spring
such as the world, we are an
odd, complicated thing.


I just can't see you seeping
anything useful from me.
I am the raging forest fire that

mercilessly swept across the trees.


Lovely,

I don't mean to burn you,
I simply try to breathe


I can't help that it's within my nature
to destroy everything I meet


in time
with a heavy laden heart
my love

you'll fall to ashes at my feet.

She professed she'd die for him,

Not realising he wasn't even living for her

I wish it were easy to forget
the nice things, such small things and yet
one nice word keeps me hanging on
I forget all of the things you've done wrong
Those times when you called me a *****
and all of that nasty *******.
When you smile, your words get swept under
and I forget that the bad guy exists.

Your soul is so weak it seeks me to defeat
and I allow it to win every time.
I'm a sucker for every punch line.
You couldn't know how I feel
or maybe you do and you're loving the deal
I never stay angry for long
with me you can have what ever you want.
So now when you pick up my calls
I'll know its not me that you're wanting at all
Just a promise of somebody there
And me, silly me - I love you
and you -
Just love,  how much I care.

just the idea of you loving me
makes me love you
I wonder if that makes me a narcissist
or just someone who’s been lonely for a very very long time

Maybe if you liked yourself a little less,
You could have liked me.

Narcissist I


Money questions hidden in cultures
Instead of debates, we have the vultures
They will overspend whatever their budget
Destroy years hard work, their odour pungent

Often called users, epiphytes of highest order
Those that cannot earn sufficient to quarter
Or manage their own, so they use others
Spending, unfettered, is their druthers

Cannot accept responsibility for damage
Continue to feast on their host, they ravage
Hollowing out from inside, funds they suction
Weakening the structure for eventual destruction

And weakened, debates then start about savings
Too late, funds gone, too late for the cravings
Absent conversation, leaves a bad situation
Long ago, train of debate left the station

What we have now is death and decay
All caused by silence, as the vultures flay
It will not be long until they seek a new host
Just when their former home needs them most

So leave they will, to claw the next poor victim
Removing their talons of love and devotion
Moving on, leaving behind just carcasses
Warm used bodies, mark of a narcissist