Psychopath and Narcissist Survivors Support Group

samvaknin · Joined: 15 Feb 2007 Posts: 1829

In the concentration camp called Home,

we report in striped pajamas

to the barefeet commandant,

Our Mother orchestrating

our daily holocaust.

Burrowing her finger-

-nails through my palms,

a scream frozen between us,

a stalactite of terror

in the green caves of her eyes

there, sentenced to forced labour:

to mine her veins of hatred

to shovel her contempt

to pile scorn upon scorn

beating(s) a path.

At noon, Our Mother

leads us to the chambers

naked, ripples of flesh

she turns on the gas

and watches our hunger

as her food devours us.

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Short Fiction in English and Hebrew

http://gorgelink.org/vaknin/

http://samvak.tripod.com/sipurim.html

http://www.narcissistic-abuse.com/shortfiction.rtf

Poetry of Healing and Abuse

http://samvak.tripod.com/contents.html

Anatomy of a Mental Illness

http://samvak.tripod.com/journal1.html

mommiesout · Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 5:38 am Post subject: Could it be?

Could it be that we are more alike than you truly think? The predator vs the prey? The revelation of my ex's secret life was revealed to me all at once like a wave of destruction after a storm. He told me everything as if he wanted to be released from his pretend Hell and be transported to reality...my reality. He told me he sought what I had. He told me he was drawn to me because he envied me for my gladness, my forgiveness, my Faith. He wanted to emulate me. Be me. His mask was all I wanted to be. His mask was a cover for all my mistakes. A Doctor...a Pilot... a quiet saint. Our nightmares began the same. I remembered mine. He cannot touch the very surface of his. He does not exist.

movedon · Site Admin Joined: 12 Jul 2007 Posts: 817

great verse Sam and so true
They were also gyspys and witenesses in there thanks for telling it as it was according to your family
love will win through all
Hugs
Movedon
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