A Personal Story with a Soundtrack - One Ring That Rules All of Him Part 2

This is the second part of the musical story I am writing. It´s not a musical, not a rock opera but a magical story that happened to me shaped by text and songs.
A story with its own playlist if you like.

This is where we left off yesterday:

It was so obvious that it totally passed by my blurred mind at that time. And I had seen the movie about the one ring that rules them all.

Part 2

The precious ring that could change a kind heart into a dark being. The ring worked like a needle, once it pierced your skin it injected her powerful desires into your veins.

She was the lord of that ring. She had forged it. She had bound her spell to it. She locked that spell in there, she sealed it in there with that one symbol, the pentagram.

Tiamat - The Pentagram

I myself was surrounded by pentagrams during those days, they were everywhere, and although I understood what they stood for. I just saw them as a symbol that expresses the love of dark music. I did not recognize her for what she really was, even though it was staring me in the face from my left ring finger every day.

The spell was wrapped around my finger, and I was wrapped around her finger.

I had become her young apprentice, hypnotized by the ring around my finger....and I was only seeking knowledge....but only seeing the destiny she sold me.

The Police - Wrapped Around Your Finger

Chapter 5 - Growing Darker

She was darkish when I met her, but the pain that giving yourself to the dark side brought her during our years together painted her soul even darker.

It turned black, black as night, and greedy as hell. Jealous of all she could not control or possess. The darkness was eating away at her body, leaving her brilliant mind intact. Allowing her to play manipulative games with every soul in her circle.

''Paint It Black'' by Hidden Citizens

I was trapped in her web and couldn´t break free, as a black widow she sucked the life out of me and alienated me from those that saw through the veil and unraveled her hidden agenda.

Let me not spend too much time explaining what manipulative games she played.

I will leave you with one sick example.

It was near the end, and I could not stand what she was putting me through anymore. It was another fight she would not let me walk away from, and all my anger surfaced... I felt like I could kill her.

She had her ways of belittling you, making it look like everything was your fault and your responsibility, It was never her doing, but everything did need to go as she desired. And you would feel inadequate if you could not comply.

Those months I often thought it would be better if she died, then I would finally be freed of her. It was the only way I could free myself because I can not leave the mother of my child. My wife whom I swore to protect till death would part us and who was chronically ill, although nobody knew what illness was.

But her sick mind was able to push all my buttons always. At those times I needed to walk away, get fresh air and get perspective. She would not let me....

She loved to see me snap, she would always bring up the same things. Things I could not change, things that were not my fault and therefore I could not defend myself....

One can simply not defend oneself against the logic of a narcissist.

I told her: " Just backup before I snap."

She didn´t, a dark twinkle and with one more word, she pushed me over the edge. The cup I was holding was smashed to pieces.... I looked at her and spoke these words: "I could kill you."

Bullet for my Valentine - All These Things I Hate (Revolve Around Me)

Chapter 6 - Ending the misery

I did not touch her, but words can be weapons they hurt sometimes. And these were my famous last words, nothing I can say to change that part. She picked up those words and turned them against me.

She sent those words to my best friends, to show them what a horrible person I was. She was so confident that they would choose her side and I would be left all alone. Overconfident she reached out, shot her poisonous arrows by chat...but did not get the results she wished.

My Chemical Romance - Famous Last Words

My two best friends did not fall for her sick trick and wondered why they were dragged into this?

This was her first mistake, she overstepped her limits trying to expose a me that I was not to people who knew the true me.

When she noticed she failed she played her last Ace.

Chapter 7 - Pschyco Prisson

Life is short and she sent me to psychotic prison, telling me that I was f´ed up in my mind. That I was sick, that I was autistic, that it was all me.

She wanted to play with magic, and tell me I am crazy and a little bit Psycho.

Sweet but psycho x Dark Horse | Ava Max & Katy Perry

She sent me to a shrink, well a psychologist. To keep the control she sends me to the direct colleague of her own psychologist. That way she thought she was still in control and could influence my story with hers.

That didn´t quite play out the way she expected. I was brutally honest and told the girl psychologist everything, all sick details even about me wishing her dead. Well after 6 sessions the intake was completed, and my psychologist advised me to look for someone else. Not because I was beyond repair, but because I needed to get away from the darkling. The wall between the two rooms where we told our story was not strong enough to block her vibes. Because while I was talking all about me, my experiences, and my emotions....she had spent 6 sessions talking about me.

The girl told me I gotta getaway, find a place for me, away from her dark influence.

Katrina and the Waves with Eric Burdon - We Gotta Get Out of This Place

Chapter 8 - Me finding myself

She had made me stop working, told me I was burned out, and told me I needed medication. She was near 24/7 and I did not feel I was getting anywhere. I also didn´t take my meds.

When I told her about the advice I had been given by the psychologist, it was like a snake bit her.

What the hell did that girl think, how could she be right? She was too young, she had too little experience, there was no reason for me to find a place for me. There was no need for me to get beyond her influence, what a bs was that...what influence??

She dismissed the outcome of the intake as absolutely untrue, but my eyes were finally opening.

Rival Sons - Open My Eyes

All the things she did, all the things they said kept running through my head.

The darkling´s words vs the shrink girl.

This little project is really getting much bigger than anticipated. But as I mentioned last time, that´s what happens with good stories (remember how long those Lord of the Rings movies were).

Hence I will leave you once more with the promise to be back tomorrow with the final part.