Your essence always hovers, smothers
Like a shadow mirroring my every move
Directing like a puppet in a play
Your violence an emotional plague
Affecting my inner core with your bile
Your toxic deceit ridden with cheap booze
And sick amusement
Denial and arrogance your playmate
Listening to your lies and pretending
To care with a jaded inclination
Aiding in your self fixation
Your disposition a pitiful excuse
For someone who thinks of them self
As a God, much less a human being