The Cost of Success

On top he stands, but did anyone think to ask who was underneath him?

Six feet down the bodies that will never tell their side of the story lay silently.

Just like a victor needs to claim all the glory.

How would you ever know the truth if those who were there would never speak again?

Their bodies like pillars used as steps, propelling him onto a throne of lies and deceit. Survival of the fittest, spoken as a compliment.

Even though the only reason he appeared so strong was by stealing the strength he sucked from their very souls.

Feeding like a vampire at the necks of those who paved his way to success.

You will never know their names.

He made sure of that.

Eliminating the competition while promoting himself along the way.

A victim he proclaims, one survivor remains.