In Greek mythology Echo sought a lover who could never respond to her love because of his self obsession. I wrote this poem as I reflected on the confusion that comes when in such a relationship. It’s hard to understand the confusion when in the middle of this type of relationship until it’s told to stop and then slowly clarity returns.
I hear this story again and again with people that I connect with. The pain that is caused because love when distorted by self obsession is always destructive. The best advice that I have discovered when in such is a situation is to stop engaging with this false love. This can feel like the hardest decision that is ever made. But, it’s the only way to make the madness stop.
Echoes
The mistake isn’t self love,
No,
The mistake is the golden rule,
Gone badly wrong,
Believing if more love is given,,
Then love would return,
It was never going to happen,
No,
Hardwired for a caricature of love,
A pale imitation of the real thing,
Confusing everyone,
The only conclusion to madness,
Is to stop.
Never start by questioning love,
It’s not at fault,
No,
When captured by our image,
Of what is believed to be true,
Paralysed by death’s source,
Discovered in self obsession,
Madness,
Makes a home with us,
Escape seems impossible,
Minutia,
Is used as a weapon,
Confusion,
Is the daily attack on reality.
Drawn to a false beauty,
Hollow words of promise,
Echo,
Falling on deaf ears,
Ears that don’t hear pain
Silence,
Is the response to emotion,
Too much is too intimidating,
Friendship,
Quickly forgotten,
Or, never really known,
Pretence,
Disguises the stage act,
But, it never lasts,
Echoes continuing,
Until the madness,
Is told that it must stop.
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