The Narcissist’s Seven Demonic Spirits
The Narcissist’s Seven Demonic Spirits
Seven Demonic Spirits rise,
Behind the narcissist, disguise.
In shadows dark, the satyrs play,
To twist the mind, lead hearts astray.
The Spirit of Lies, a subtle snare,
Deceives with charm, it doesn’t care.
It shifts the truth, distorts the real,
And leaves you doubting what you feel.
Chaos reigns where order stood,
It breaks your will, it shakes your good.
It twists and swirls in endless spins,
The mind unsure of where it’s been.
Tossed in the storm, you fight for ground,
But clarity cannot be found.
The sense of self begins to fray,
A stumbling target and demonic prey.
Confusion grows, your trust is torn,
In all you do, suspicion’s born.
The fabric of your world unweaves,
You start to question what you believe.
Envy’s Spirit, with jealous eyes,
Covets your joy, it aims to rise.
It feeds on what it cannot gain,
Tis a bitter soul, in constant strain.
From this, you feel the endless scorn,
Their hunger leaves you bruised, forlorn.
Your triumphs met with spiteful gaze,
Your worth diminished in the haze.
Condemnation strikes you deep,
In your core, its claws will creep.
Not what you do, but who you are,
Branding your soul with a painful scar.
Self-worth is shattered, beaten down,
You wear their judgments like a crown.
Their voice desires your inner guide,
The wounds of worthlessness abide.
The Spirit of Fear casts its spell,
To keep you locked within its shell.
You shrink beyond its heavy gate,
Afraid of what may lie in wait.
Your courage falters, shadows grow,
Uncertainty, your only show.
On eggshells through your daily tread,
A captive of suspicion spread.
The Cruel Spirit strikes a grin,
And revels in the pain you’re in.
No mercy found in their dark play,
They wound with words, then walk away.
The harm they cause, it lingers long,
Emotional scars, a silent song.
Your spirit worn from endless grief,
Their joy found in your disbelief.
The Demon of Pride a lofty stance,
Superior in every glance.
Their ego reigns, they know no bounds,
In their own grandeur, they are crowned.
You’re left to feel so small, so low,
As they parade what they bestow.
Their world revolves around their might,
While you are lost within your plight.
With lies they seek to weave control,
To twist and break the human soul.
Their aim to breed a hollow heart,
Where pride and selfishness take part.
In shadows deep, they plant their seed,
To turn the wounded into greed.
For every fractured soul they gain,
Another spreads the bitter chain.
So set some boundaries strong and clear,
Protect your heart, keep loved ones near.
Stand firm in truth, don’t bend or break,
For peace of mind is yours to take.
Reject their games, the cruel façade,
Defend your soul, and stand unflawed.
Let self-respect be your defense,
Against their lies and arrogance.
From pain to joy, Yah’s truth we seek,
Who heals the hurt, empowers the weak.
We break these Spirits, one by one,
With heart abiding in His Son.
Poem by Kerrie French
(with AI assist)
Based upon https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xAorLhF1hCk&t=1515s.
Seven Demonic Spirits Behind Narcissism
- Spirit of Lying and Deception
- Spirit of Envy & Jealousy (It’s their primary motivator!)
- Spirit of Chaos & Confusion
- Spirit of Condemnation & Accusation (of who you are, your personhood)
- Spirit of Fear – causing fear in the other person
- Spirit of Cruelty and Pain (sadistic)
- Spirit of Pride – feeling superior, egocentric