I watch you walk over the bridge of the bodies you have claimed through your unambiguous schemes of devious manipulating and treacherous deceiving, and I bite back the cry that threatens to burst out of my throat when I see that you, you will fall, because I know you will not heed my warnings, because I know you will not listen, because I am just another ghost in the mountain’s mist…
And I see you suddenly stumble and disappear from sight, and I cover my mouth so the world will not hear my sobs, because you have fallen into the pit you dug from your own sins, a never-ending tunnel of blameless evils, and the rush grows stronger, because I could have saved you, I could have, but I just know, you would have never let me.