Sometimes I feel like I'm talking to a brick wall,
No sign of comprehension is shown at all,
It makes me question my sanity,
As you masquerade in your vanity.
With you, there's never a compromise,
You believe your feelings optimise,
Any situation, everytime,
Any differing views, to you, is a crime.
For you, it's always take, take, take,
It doesn't matter whose hearts you break,
Sometimes your version is full of deceit,
You parade those stories, incomplete.
You bully with your narcissism,
Your words always display pessimism,
You stand there, holding out your rope,
Like a noose, to make sure YOU can cope.
Your words cut deep just like a dagger,
Whilst you maintain your confident swagger,
You're a predator and I'm your prey,
My feelings, you're happy to cast away.

© Violet Serenity