Drummer's Game

We push, we pull. We hide and seek. Like children, we play at games that are better left to those with pure hearts and innocent eyes. A heart hangs in the balance, yet we bear no conscience for the consequences we cast upon one another. For it is simply a game, and we are but pawns we offer up for slaughter at the hands of the one with whom we choose to play. So let's play some more, you and I. There's still something left to lose before our game is over.
Tag, you're it.

-c