#Diary from the daughter of a narcissist.

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dull cave
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first it was my mother.

You stripped her of her dignity, and cut her wings so she wouldn’t fly free.

You carelessly tore apart her dignity,
And now that’s my wound to bleed.

How could you possibly know what love is?
Stabbing into me with your words like a shiv.

I’ve given and given until I couldn’t give anymore.

I’ve looked up to you my entire life but now I’m unsure.

And the worst part is that my decision isn’t clear.

Should I stray away or give into my fears?

You’ve left me with nothing to bare but my soul.

And yet you discarded that too, indifferent and cold.

Would they see it too? If they heard what I’ve been told?

Or maybe you’d just double down tenfold.

How can I move on when it’s the same, day by day?

Maybe you’re the one to blame for the thoughts I’ve tried to sway.

Or maybe what you’ve shamed me for is your doing all along.

And every time I mess up I can’t seem to distinguish my right from your wrong.

frozen niche
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SHES JS LIKE ME FR🗣️
i honestly relate to this poem so much and you write about this kinda thing like i havent seen b4. the line
"Or maybe what you’ve shamed me for is your doing all along.

And every time I mess up I can’t seem to distinguish my right from your wrong."
truly means so much and shows (in my eyes) the feeling of a past mistake- or maybe even just a choice rather than an accident- being pushed onto you. then the second part of that reminds me (as a reader) of how i constantly think ill turn into my father overtime and by confusing my right from his wrong because of the way we may not be so different in the end
this poem truly has so much depth especially when you've lived through something similar
i love this so so much please keep writing angel!! 💗

sleek chasmBOT
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