Challenge
Challenge of the Week CXXXVII
Shame, shame, shame. Shame may be the glue that holds society together; or it may be the bane of authenticity and happiness. Maybe it's both. Write about shame. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
I forgot my name.
Shame?
Yeah, I know the place
It's where the gaslighting narcissist tucked me away
To die slowly
As she used words like venom
To pump in my veins
Until I'm sick with insanity and rage
I can't sleep
I can't eat
Yet I can't lay awake either
My every move
Every breath a most heinous offense
To the cannibal disguised as a practicing therapist
The gaslighting narcissist loves a strenuous game
But not the same you and I play with our friends
This game begins without our consent
Of course you guessed at your own expense
Unlike a gamble, you don't stand a chance
Not against the gaslighting narcissist
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