Game Over

What happened wasn't a mistake,

I lie in bed and think about it, keeping me awake.

I want to push it out of my mind,

but it's present and refuses to be confined.

I don't know what it meant.

If it was your intent or a little piece of torment.

The wounds are open again.

Making a comfortable place in the back of my brain.

A little confused and a little alone

I try to solve the pieces of the puzzle on my own.

But, I don't know how.

Because it's something you won't allow.

The game has been over from the start.

When the play got cruel and you started to mess with my heart.

Checkmate.

I fell for the bait.

Reviews

[TLK]

There is not enough context for me to engage with the words.