the games we play
once upon a time,
i played the game of you
and lost
scarred and still,
a tragic hero
fated to die in
a battlefield of indifference
and disillusionment
this bitterness seeps into
soul, a malignant growth
swallowing me whole
knight to king
check
queen to king
check mate
this little game of
hide-and-seek
we play,
so pathetic,
so unoriginal
the odds are against me,
against you
run
hide
falter
spin round and round
hold your breath
breathe
you and i
together?
never
2 Comments:
Never!!! Wahaha! ;)
Good poem. :) I liked the "battlefield of indifference and disillusionment". And "Never." Hehe! *hugs*
It's alright to go thru the motions of feeling bitter and angry and all that... As long as you're on your way to feeling fine (not "fine", but Fine. Labo.). :) And I'm always here to listen to you gripe, and equally b*tch about stuff, and whatever else you need and want to do. ;)
haha! i know, we need to grant rowell's wish soon... i already think we're lousy fairy godmothers!!! hehe! so let's try for august 14 okidoks? you think we can meet over the weekend or something?
well, ok... i still feel a teeny bit bitter... and it comes out at odd moments i tell you. haha! but i AM getting better. things that used to make me cry and feel sad just make me shrug nowadays and say "oh well... duh" haha! labo but, it's a good thing i think. :)
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