Dark
Takers of Everything, Givers of None
You are just another brick in my castle
To me, people are like tools in a shed, each picked for a job. A purpose they must serve. They think we share a bond, a connection deeper than the ocean. But deep down, there’s no ocean, only a shallow puddle where I see my reflection, clearer and brighter with every favor they do, every need they fulfill.
I have friends, or so they call themselves, offering their wallets like open books, pages fluttering in the wind, waiting for me to pluck out the bills. They smile, I nod, and the dance goes on.
Love? A word so foreign, it might as well be from another language. I see bodies, not souls, warmth for my bed, never for my heart.
My home is an empire built on the backs of those who seek shelter, only to find themselves holding up the walls to keep my world from crumbling.
They crave a glance, a moment of my attention, not knowing it’s a currency I spend with care, only when it buys me the silence of their compliance.
Networking, they say, is the key to success. To me, it’s just another word for hunting. Contacts, opportunities, they’re all just prey in a game where I’m the only one who knows the rules. Jobs? A position under my wing is the golden ticket, but the price? Undying loyalty, no questions asked.
Every person has a function, a role to play in the grand scheme of my desires. It’s simple, really.
Why complicate life with emotions, with connections that bind you when you can fly on the wings of others, reaching heights undreamed of by those too afraid to use what they have?
So, when they say some people don’t have relationships, they have servants, know that, I am the master of a kingdom where every wish is my command, and every soul is just another brick in my castle.
This poem shows us a dark side of some people where they use manipulation and exploitation to get what they want from others. It’s like they view relationships as a way to trade things they need or want, rather than being genuine and caring about the other person.
I wanted to bring this harsh reality to light about how some people view relationships, and I hope it will start a conversation about what makes a real relationship different from one that’s just fake.
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