Trapped

A cage, a trap--- Betrayal is a snare- The boobytrap of narcissist's choice, enter if you dare. You'll walk on eggshells, You'll tiptoe all around, Finding yourself in the middle of a maze, their unholy battleground. Everything is smoke and mirrors, nothing as it seems-- They are the Freddy Krueger's on the Elm St. in your dreams And you'll never escape, no matter how hard you try They know every trick in the book and all the newest schemes. When you enter into their territory, It's the last place you'll be seen, If you are found alive, you'll be traumatized by all the events in between. So careful where you choose to hike, wisely pick your trail..... The path that narcissists travel on, is the real life highway to hell.