His bounds
Are below
Himself
As he steers
Everyone
Off a cliff

His broken
Bridge
From heart
To mind
Lays crumbled
Beneath him

He drives
Around
Looking for
A similar
Sound he
Once had found

As dust
Picks up
And swirls
Around him
He lures others
With a mocking sound

To drive off
In the distance
Letting go
But weighed down
By his disease
They can't resist

As he believes
His right
Is what he wills
Upon those
Who simply wish
To rid his ills

His bounds
Are below
Himself
As he steers
Everyone
Off a cliff