My Game of Saddened Sin

My Game of Saddened Sin

A Poem by Comatose
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Too long, and too old

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It's a game that two can play,
But I can play it better
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It's a game we both can play, to hide behind our masks
Side by side, a world apart, we struggle the same old paths
Your mask is slowly cracking, breaking under pressure.
My mask holds fast; clearly, you're the lesser.
You see my mask here? All happy, with a grin
Not even you, your piercing eyes, can see the pain within
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You play it cool, and in the dark; Still, a few can see you fading
I play it loud, I wear it proud; Look, I'm still slowly breaking
You play it subdued, with a mist to shroud you, as hardly you do try
I play it raucous, the noise to drown this piercing, silent cry
You see, you and me, we're still both numb with lies
Only too clearly, you show your true emotions, bright in blackened eyes
I hide so deep within myself, that I fear none can find me
Beneath this sunshine smile
A thousand tears fall idle
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You play it with a frown upon your porcelain face;
I play it with a searing grin, hiding scars without a trace;
You play it with a grunt; a syllable and nothing more
I play it with a yell; cover despair knocking at my door
You play it with a desire, to find the one you loved
I play it with a shattered dream, as one who's broken does
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Long ago, I fell; but there is time yet to save you.
Still one ray of hope left; its light is weak but true.
You play it with a wish, to not follow in my footsteps
I play it with a silent plea
Please, do not follow me.
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You play it on the verge of darkness, where I have long since dwelt;
I play it on the verge of nothing; numb is all I've felt
You play it with a longing, to renew all you once had;
I play it with a yearning, but my wish is far too sad
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This dark despair, I'll save you from; If it's the last thing I should do
I've played this game, and am still playing. I don't want this fate for you...
Do not follow, please just flee; this game that we both play
I'm going to break soon, I know; I've felt it every day
I'll scream, I'll cry, I'll fall without a sound
But I swear that you shall never hit the ground
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You play it hard with a harsh, unforgiving tongue;
I play it brash; be different from everyone
These masks of ours, they hide us mostly successful in our facade;
Each and every day we play it, until our own graves we have made
You play it with a feeling, of decisions ominous to bear
I play it with acknowledgement; there's no one left to care
But slowly, this mask of yours, through it people start to see
Thankfully, they drag you back to proper dreams; far out of reach of me
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You play it with a sense of pride; you've been repaired now by your friends.
I play it still now, perhaps you've forgotten me; drifting towards the end
No one notices though; I'm still the same old me.
Not even you now, have the eyes to see
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I play it loud, still,
I play it proud, still,
Until I'll finally snap.
You'll play it open You'll play it safe
No reason to tumble back.
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I'll play it grand now, I'll play it offhand now
Won't let you see what fading's like for me
You're fine now, out of reach
This game is killing me
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You played it poorly, with emotions far too clear
I still play it like always, no one knows these fears
This is a game that we both play
But who are we to judge?
I win, you lose; please, do not hold a grudge
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They found you out and fixed you; I'm still falling, here
Please don't come back now; it's saving that I fear
You play it barely, now
I play it constant, now
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You play it cruel, now... Oh, so cruel to me.
I return the favor, it's too easy now you see
You cannot save me, I've lost it
I'm playing by that rule
You've noticed far too late;
You're still playing like a fool
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I've played it like a winner
I've crossed the final line
You've played it like it's nothing
Good, you've dropped your mask this time
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Our masks have broken now; but both for different reasons
You lose, I win
With the help of your friends, now you don't stop to play
I don't think you'll want to; anymore or anyway
I played it to the end
Some part of me never wanted help from long-forgotten friends.
It's a good thing that you lose
Because now, finally, I feel I can win
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It's a game we both can play, to hide behind our masks
Thankfully you lost; you strayed from darkened paths
To life, you blessingly lose
To breakdown, I finally win
Two can play at my game
This game of our masked sin
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It's a game that two can play,
But I can play it better...

© 2016 Comatose


Author's Note

Comatose
This is a poem I spent months on, and I actually like it. It's not made to be depressing, I was simply playing with words. ^^

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:) very deep and meaningful great word choice love ^^

Posted 13 Years Ago


A very long story of how different two people can really be.
Thank you for your entry into my "Masquerade" contest.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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