Narcissistic endeavors
In the face of bitter resolve
Need that must be heeded
Regardless of despair
Objections of those manipulated
Without a second thought
Or care
To use without feeling
Or regret
Simply to serve your purpose
Your pursuit of your wants, your aspirations
And they can believe whatever they want
As you achieve your goals
Your dreams
You aquire and discard
The wretched fools
Who searches for fulfillment in another’s smile
Another’s eyes
They become the fodder of your desire
They experience the season of their discontent
As you trample their hearts and dreams
To satisfy your lust for happiness
For security
They matter not as the cast-off vessels
Merely a means to an end
In the game of ambition
A stepping stone of acquisition
And Abandonment
Your care dried up long ago
In truth, your love died
As you hardened your heart
And walled off your soul
Becoming your own worst enemy
An indifferent participant
In the failure
Of your own shattered, wretched
Life

An Original Poem By H.R. Beebe