Narcissism

It's a foul game;
The abuser himself
Plays the role of victim.

And the real victim?
He's left traumatized,
Forbidden to speak out.

Yes, life can be unfair,
Turning humans toxic,
Bypassing life's sanity.

But the real disaster,
Embarks only once
The abuse is passed on.

One who's unkind,
To himself,
Keeps on loathing others.

And in this game,
Of insanity,
Truth turns extraneous.

Blaming and mocking,
On extremity,
End up in physical torture.

At the end of the day,
Narcissism wins,
Leaving the souls numb.