Drawn

The precipice looms far into the sky
Slippery and narrow; don’t lose your grip
I hear your breath catching; how hard you try
To hide your fear as you begin to slip.

Down in the ravine it’s just a small speck
Hardly threatening; you know but can’t see
It’s unravelling your thoughts; you’re a wreck
Who’s heard the truth but still believes in me.

Already starting to shine through the mask
I am the corrupter; I’ll hurt you from
The inside out; you scream “WHY?!” and I ask
“Didn’t you feel the wave of sickness come?”

Quit your pretending; I know it’s a game
I didn’t push; you’ve just yourself to blame.