Tear me donw game

Tear me donw game

A Poem by Cyike Myers
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A poem about a guys search and his words to somone

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For I have been searching many moons now for the one that would tear me down then lift me up.
 
Are you that one?
 
If not are you here to play my game fiddle my strings or tie me in knots and be on you’re way.  
 
For on that hallow night many moons ago I packed my traveling bag and head out on that lonely road.
 
To find the one that would tear me down lift me up.
 
So are you that one or are you here to play my game fiddle my strings or tie me in knots and be on your way.
 
Though this path has been traveled I move on through the toughness it offers.
 
So will you take my hand and head down this path of eternity?
 
Even though it may crumble underneath are feet and the darkness shrouds us.
 
I will be your light to guide you as long as you hold my hand.
 
So are you the one to tear me down and lift me up or play my game fiddle my strings or tie me in knots and head out on your way to play another game.
 
If you are then pack your traveling bag now and head out and play another game for this game is not to be played light.
 
For my game is tough and changeling and will not let you win so easy.
 
So are you the one to tear me down lift me up if not then head out?
 
If you are here to play my game grab my hand and let the cobblestone of love run beneath are feet.
 
Even thought it may get dark and the path may crumble just keep a hold of my hand and we shall make it through the darkness. 
 
So are you the one to tear me down and lift me up or play my game fiddle my strings or tie me in knots and head out on your way to play another game.
 
For this path that I walk and stumble for many moons now has not been easy I still stand tall in the wind and keep insight the smooth path just ahead.
 
Will you be the one to provide that path for me or are you just here to smash it a little more and be another bump on the road.
 
So are you the one to tear me down and lift me up or play my game fiddle my strings or tie me in knots and head out on your way to pay another game. 
 
My final words take my hand and take that leap and let’s walk this path together and I promise it will be alright.  
 
So don’t play my game fiddle my strings tie me in knots. 
 
Just be the one to tear me down and lift me up.

© 2008 Cyike Myers


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Cyike Myers
Cyike Myers

Gilman, IL



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I'm a 22 inspiring writer. I write porse and poems and some just rants. I'm looking to get my stuff reviwed and/or read. Thank you for your time much love and peace. more..

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