In the mirror’s gaze, I saw your reflection,
A shadow lurking, a master of deception.
Your words like honey, sweet but sly,
Wrapped me in a web of lies.

You painted love, but drew control,
A puppet master with a heart of coal.
My dreams were shattered, piece by piece,
In the grip of your narcissistic peace.

I found my voice, though it was weak,
Against your storm, I dared to speak.
The chains you forged began to break,
From your cruel grasp, my soul to take.

Now free from shadows, I reclaim my light,
Your echoes fading in the night.
A phoenix rising, from the ash,
Stronger now, from your cruel lash.