game

game

A Poem by winter;lyra

Are you game?
There is nothing to gain but the following pain:
You are not the Main character
You are not on the higher Plane
No epic lane and too small to save the princess
Your stats were set the day you were born
You might make a mess you might regret
So you might as well quicksave before each frame
Don't let that word deceive you - You're still powerless

Are you still game?
Grinding but the game is blind
Cruel - you realize the world is the villain
Hopeless - either way you'll die soon
"Can I restart?" - Nah
Under these gloom circunstances you start to wonder
What endgame is there for you?
Old age - slowly expiring
Deprecated and even more powerless
(What did you grind for? You forgot)
Are you still sane?

© 2017 winter;lyra


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Added on April 23, 2017
Last Updated on April 23, 2017