A memory trapped in time
Relived in constant grind
Reac havoc with the mind
The human mind is a frail composition
Delicate neurons, vulnerable contrition
Makes one able to take the blame for someone elses crime against you
This may seem completely illogical, but none the less it’s true
There are a million ways to be taken advantage off, and a million ways to take the pain to heart
The predator is always keen on taking your mind hostage, and will see your defeat, your breakdown as their true work of art
One wich gives them a sense of pride and fulfillment, to have created such a mess of a breakdown on wich they can blame all their mistakes on, to gain sympathy for
They will smelt your psyche, and forge it in their own form, changing it’s very core
What are these predators looking for when they pick their victim?
It’s my understanding they will look for someone with a compassionate heart, someone who has a great deal of strength in their mind and soul.
The greater the strength, the more satisfaction it will bring them when they succeed to tear their victim apart
They are drawn to kindness, to light, to spirits filled with happiness,
once you’re trapped in their net they will start to press you into their mold
Isolate you and turn your friends and family against you so that you’re trapped all alone , out in the cold
This is when the real breakdown of your mind will commence, no mercy, no empathy, no regret for the torment they put you through, you will not be able to believe that someone can be that cruel
You will start to make excuses for them,
make yourself a culprit, all the while you are slave under their rule
This is when it gets real dangerous, the beatings will start
Or the repeated ripping out of your heart
Until you are in so much pain that you don't want to live anymore,
You are no longer the happy, loving soul that you used to be before
So remember this
If someone in your life starts pulling away from the world, becoming someone you don’t recognize
Know that you need to help them break free, help them realise
They’re not to blame, they are merely the victim of someone elses game
A puppet lost in a puppeteers world
A victim of the unimaginably absurd