Dancing with a narcissist

The dance starts with you and me.

Your arm around me tightly, refusing to let go.

What does freedom look like? Will I ever know?

I have a legacy of bad decisions that follow me.

Hurt and hate follow swiftly.

I long to look in your eyes but I know I will see nothing.

I am your puppet and you hold my string.

You never cared for me.

You choose me because I am naive. Something I chose not to see.

I am leaving the dancefloor now.

You stand alone watching me go.

The pain you have caused you will never know.

There is another man waiting for me with a heart as cold as Ice

Is he just like you? I can’t make the same mistake twice.

I miss your coldness and chilling stare

I’m used to your behaviour now. No one can compare

I’m the kite and you are the line

You whisper in my ear. ‘Just give up. You will always be mine.’

I’m back on the dance floor.

I know you will take my stubbornness and determination and crush it into dust

I can’t stop myself even though I know you are someone I can’t trust.

The ring of power on my finger is getting tighter

What happened to me? I can’t run, I used to be a fighter

At least with you I’m safe.

Even though I know you will put me in an early grave.

I hope I can change you. I want to bring joy and happiness.

Then maybe you will abandon the nastiness

Let me save you. I want to be with you. I’m scared.

I really wish I could know that you cared.

You usher me back to the dancefloor and I don’t protest

I will stay with you because it is your request.

Now I am in your arms, we will start my final dance.