The Narcissist

For 4 hours

I sat and I waited

The good girl

Always the good girl

I waited with my despair

your betrayal, your abandonment

Your indifference, Your disgust

As I watched you comfort yourself

While I starved for comfort

And then

at the top of my lungs

in the tiniest whisper

In the clearest of language "Stop"

"Do you want something?"

"I can talk over you."

"I can rage at you."

"I can threaten to shut you up for good."

I destroy myself loud as suicide bomber's tripped backpack

But you hear nothing.

Same as it ever was.