The Warning Bell

When asked what loving you felt like for me,
I simply compare it to drowning in the deepest sea,
Or to suffer burns to the worst degree.
Why didn’t i set myself free?
Well foolishly, I thought you held the only key.
That’s what you made me believe, up until you choose to leave.
For awhile all i could do was grieve.
I’ll admit i was naive.
But my Dear,
Soon that fog would clear and allow me to reflect on all our years.
Your love was never sincere, in fact it was something to fear.
All I’m left with is this souvenir of trauma so severe.
Now I’m just an empty shell.
Loving a narcissist is a living hell,
But no longer am I under your spell so…
Darling, I have a story to tell,
You wont be able silence me as I speak our truths in a yell.
Consider this your warning bell,
Fuck you and farewell.