Confessions of a Narcissist
You were too good, I was jealous. I now must ruin you. I will slowly but surely destroy you. I will tell you that you are lazy, you could do more, you could be more, yet you will never be good enough to satisfy me. It will take time to do so. I will make you think you did something wrong all the time, that's how I will know when I have the control. It will then get worse. You will be drained emotionally by me. I will then move on to my next victim. I will buy little shitty gifts, paint you a picture, or something larger, that you will hold on to, they only remind you of me. You will never love another, I will make sure of that. You wont even love yourself, anymore. When I leave, I will tell anyone that will listen how horrible you are. I will leave you with things that hold no value to me, except the reminder of me, you will think of me. When someone asks where it came from, you will have to say my name. If you find someone new, everything you hold on to will eat at them, they will sound crazy for telling you how it makes them feel, I will always have this control. You will never love another. If I ever feel I'm losing control of you, I will come back to get my fix. I will break you into pieces for even trying to gain back yourself control. You will never love another, as long as I'm still present. I will test every so often. I will cause chaos to act like a victim, to see if you'll run to me. I will find you when I'm looking my best, I will act happy, to remind you of when we were happy. I will send you things just so you read my name and think of me. You will never love another. You will try to help others to gain back the perception that you are a good person. They wont deserve it, but its only to boost yourself confidences that I set out to destroy. You will never love another. I will always be the victim, you will always be the abuser, that's how it will go. I will always have control, don't even try to love another. I will get my claws back in you, anyway I can. I'm strong and I have beaten any and every ounce of drive out of you. You will never love another.
Copyright © Sarah Smith | Year Posted 2017
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