The Game

A malicious tongue,

Hissing lies in your ear.

Truth,

Buried long ago.

You trust,

despite overwhelming unease.

Their voice slithering among

your thoughts,

Clouding perceptions.

You give everything,

Gaining nothing.

Deceitful words shaping your future,

Pulling you deeper into their web.

Everything upside down,

Nothing makes sense.

Still they hold you hostage,

Owning you with their poison.

A fog washes over you,

Obscuring your path.

Silently wondering,

Will I ever break free?

You keep drinking their poison,

Lapping up every insidious drop.

Welcome to the game.