He wanted to reduce me to himself
he thinks he equates to much
reduce me to him and reduce me to nothingness
bury my existence
Day and night he trod on my sacrifice
I am available
available for the insult,
to nurse his failed self
relieve him of his shadow, defeat
and his companion paranoia
Definitely my escape was offensive
my reputation he has turned into his play ground
But I say, the child must play until the adults call him in from the field
"Time to go home Child!"
and home he goes.
The adult call.
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