The Game

You trapped me here for good

no sign of getting away

you did everything you could

forcing me to stay.

 

I try to slip through

trying to cheat my way out

but you just couldn't let go, could you?

letting me grieve in doubt.

 

There's no way I could win

because you're the only rule

playing sickly with my mind

how could you be so cruel?

 

I'm so alone here

No one to save me now

tried to forget this state I'm in

I just dont know how.

 

Wishing my time away

tired of sitting in shame

fighting every single day

trying to win your game.

 

 

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heatherburns35's picture

THE GAME

This is life, but you will figure it out..nice work...heather

sanctus's picture

You have captured the essence

You have captured the essence of amateur in this bit of dribble

uninvited_1's picture

very creative work here. I

very creative work here. I can definitely relate to this poem. looking forward to reading more of your poetry.

iverhyck's picture

Lovely. Konstantin.

Lovely.

Konstantin.