The Game

The Game

A Poem by Lynn Higgs

The Game
Current mood:   bullied
Category: Romance and Relationships

The game

It was not a game of cards

or something to play with friends

a game about life

 however  not about living

The game

you tried to get me to play

 almost kill the person

 I am and always was

Seeing how Irefused to play

 you continue with your barrage

of things that were wrong with me

 causing me not to sleep

walk around not seeing What was happening

 killing  the spirit I had inside

 all for yourself satisfaction

where you jump out of darkness

 grabbing my body like it was a thing

 making me jump out of fear

 score another one made her jump

 score another point let her know she was garbage

 that no one could even stand

 she will soon be convince  I am her God

 only thing is I wouldn't play

 I just gave up

 almost lost my soul doing so

still are playing the game

me I'm here watching you

  stating lies as beliefs

 it is only her beliefs

I'm wrong for saying those things

 of course she is trash less than the rest

 it is only your mother beliefs 

 I shouldn't hurt her

it is only your mother beliefs

 she should have entitle to her space or her own emotions,

her own beliefs, her own thoughts 

 

 if only she would have been different

 see that was the game

 now you play it with  others

 Hopefully soon they will see

 its a game

 where you seek worship of you

 blaming everyone but yourself

 for your action

 The game I won

 The game I  didn't play

 I won

 Imagine that because I got free

 from the pain you force on me

I no longer believe the things

you said about me

 I walk without fear of being attack

 I smile now

and really mean it

Yes I may have almost lost your stupid game

 I didn't play

when I did I realize

the only way to win was not to play at all

Your game

 but to play my own game

 The one where I learn to

love myself

respect  me

 mostly find the things

that are loving

 not hating

So you lost

because I found out

 I am worthy to be love

 cherished and care for like everyone else.

you are still trying to play the game

even though it ended

a few years ago

 I won't be drawn into

that game anymore

 I am worth too much to play

silly little head games with fools

 who don't realize the precious treasures

of other human beings

Lynn Higgs

09/26/2008

© 2010 Lynn Higgs


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Lynn Higgs
Lynn Higgs

Suwanee, GA



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