Hidden Amongst Us the Narcissist Psychopaths
In shadows dark, where evil dwells,
A tale unfolds, of twisted spells.
A figure roams, with eyes so cold,
A narcissist psychopath, stories untold.
His charm deceives, a polished guise,
A predator lurking, behind those eyes.
With silver tongue, she weaves his web.
To feed upon the souls unaware.
A master manipulator, she plays her game,
Toying with hearts, igniting flame's.
She craves admiration, her ego supreme,
A thirst for power, a narcissist's dream.
She preys on innocence, with no remorse,
Leaving scars behind, an eternal force.
Emotions shallow, devoid of empathy,
Her heart a void, the hole unfilled.
She weaves a web, of deceit and lies,
Drawing victims close, with cunning guise.
Her cruelty hidden, beneath a mask,
A wolf in sheep's clothing, an arduous task.
But the facade shall crumble, in time's cruel grip,
Exposing the truth, as darkness grips.
For a narcissist psychopath, cannot hide,
The scars she inflicts, the tears we cry.
So beware the one, with an empty gaze,
A narcissist psychopath, lost in a maze.
Guard your heart, protect your soul,
From the depths of such darkness, one can't tell.
Copyright © James Mclain | Year Posted 2023
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