McLyne Carr

BURN BABY BURN

We’ve seen the flames through the reflection.

You whimper in fear and beg for help.

But I want my revenge,

I sit and wait.

The punishment is far from over.

I put out the flames, but lit the torch.

My father was never a nice man, and now his outside matched.

Hidden flaws exposed by his self-inflicted wounds.

WHAT THEY DIDN’T TELL YOU ABOUT DATING A COVERT NARCISSIST

A perfect play right before your eyes;

behind the mask lies an empty soul.

Tell me, does it get tiring?

To play a role.

To consume the breath of the ones you love.

To be the man behind the mask.

I want so badly to rip off your mask;

show the world who you really are.

But with what?

Master manipulator.

I have become your puppet.

Begging for forgiveness, while I lay on the floor,

beneath you.

Written by: McLyne Carr

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