An Epistolary Poem: An Experiment---directly from one of my characters to you

letter from a narcissist

To
My own dear

My mirror

My second self

If only you had known

How much

I wanted to be able to

Fit in

to blend

to live with the masses

I would not let myself disintegrate

Like that

Needed love to be noticed to

Have someone give themselves up

Over

To me

Over and

Over and

Over again this way

My way

The only way

I knew how

She was my face in the mirror….She my echo…. She my second self

Only she could not have me she was me and she was all mine

There is no me to have they are me

All me

She and I, but there is no I. 

There is only me.

I only want to see me, feel me touch, me

She and me

Once you are not me

You have become dust

No thing No me Never

Such a thing as you

You were never you

With me, you are me.

Without me, so help 

You---------
Lone daffodil 
Hidden inside crinkled sheets
Blown to  pieces
And bits

My I 
will never hope 
     to exist

Without you
-----------
My Me.

Adieu

G.