To Kill A Narcissist - Bloodsucker or Soulsucker?
I see you… You think you’ve got me on a hook, and that I’m gratefully lapping up your praise and swooning under your nobility. You assume I can’t see the shining pedestal you have me on has a ticking clock counting off its slippery minutes. You reckon I don’t see the dark intent in your smile and your gifts, that I’m infatuated with the illusion you weave, and I am sinking, intoxicated into your perfect reality. But it’s different this time; I smelt your stench a mile off. I saw your long shadow and tasted your lies with the relish of a hunter who’s been stalking your breed for years. I know your reality is a film set, a matrix of daydreams, the inviting silk spread over the treacherous mire. Last time I was frozen in your narcotic gaze; hypnotized I prostrated myself at your feet and allowed you to have your way. I defended you, and worshiped you, respected and loved you…until you betrayed me beyond all doubt, turning me to stone. This time I watch you; spinning