Breakdown, shakedown
Does anyone care,
It’s just all about them
Don’t even notice I am there,
Breakdown, shakedown
I close to the brink,
They don’t even hear what I say or think,
They just talk their shit
I don’t care about it,
Breakdown, shakedown
They are narcissists,
They’ll tell of their problems
And how they feel,
But won’t stick around to hear you winge
Are they kidding are they for real,
Breakdown, shakedown
I’ll just go it alone
I don’t need them,
I’ll sit on my throne,
I’ll be the majesty of my kingdom
I won’t be controlled I won’t be owned,
Ignored or brushed aside
And used by them, so that they can moan,
As if I don’t matter
Even in my own home,
Breakdown, shakedown
They don’t listen to me,
Breakdown, shakedown
So I am cutting them free to leave.
I can relate so much to this poem, Faux. Sometimes people can be so selfish, and sometimes they do it unknowingly. Still it can hurt and bring our spirits down. It’s like they don’t see how they are effecting the other person with their negative behavior sometimes. And, as much as we may hate to do it, sometimes we just have to let them go and find better company to be in – people that will treat us the way we try to treat others. That toxic behavior just isn’t good for the soul. Really deep and emotional post, my friend.
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I totally feel like this sometimes. But we never know what those doing the winging are truly going through and what they can or cannot handle. I try to remember that, but yes, it’s really really tough. Kudos for freeing folks that tend to drag you down; it’s so helpful to set personal boundaries, something I need to work on myself, big time. 🙏🌱🌷🙌💖🔆
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I am not able to to detach myself most of the time. I find that even if you do understand or grasp what they’re going through and help them, they can become firmly attached to you and drain you. 💞🌟💝🙏Faux
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I hear you on that. The more we listen without giving assertive feedback, the more we enable. But I notice that when I give assertive feedback, the folks that were the biggest drain (and/or maybe vice versa!) disappear, and the ones that are willing to change or adapt remain friends. But it’s so hard to be assertive and truthful (for me at least) since it takes a lot of energy and also I’m afraid of losing the friendship. Because I know I will miss the good parts of the person or friendship a lot. But it always seems to work out in the end, one way or the other; “que sera sera,” as they say. Perhaps it’s best to establish our truth, anyway. 🙏💛🌷
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💙Always
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