The Game of Life

The Game of Life

A Poem by Miss Shea

It’s cruel, it’s twisted

It’s sickly addictive.

Join the table, roll the dice

Get caught up in the game

This insanity called Life.

It’s not so bad, you’ll soon see

The stakes are high

And nothing is free

There are different paths for you to take

Be careful, choose wisely,

There’s little room for mistakes

Critics wait around the corner

Can you take what they will say?

They’ll strip you down and lay you bare

An easy target set on display

They’ll take you and turn you

They’ll work from all sides

Confusion will cripple you

There’s no where to hide

You’ll run in circles

While you try to find

What you never really lost

And in desperation to gain it all

A crazed fanatic will escape your mind

A frantic search for the secret inside

To win, to get away, defeat the game

Uncover the lies and claim the prize

Years and years will go to waste

During the search to find your place

In this maze of reality’s illusions

False starts will slow you

Dead end will hold you

Chain you down beneath the surface

A black hole devouring

Ambition and hope

Disarming your defenses

Enjoying your struggle and strife

Blinding you from the path

That you had tried to find

Deafening you from the words

That helped you all your life

And you will never know why

It’s so far out of hand

Why you can’t ever win

Or even begin to understand

The reason you even tried

To play this crazy game

When you'll never get ahead

Never escape alive

But you’re always left behind

Left to wonder why

You joined this table

And rolled the dice

How you got caught up

In this Insanity

This madness they call Life

 

© 2010 Miss Shea


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haha I really liked this. I think you have mad potential. :)
Life is crazy, so make lemonade and enjoy it will you can!

Posted 16 Years Ago


hey this poem is really cool and great i think! only thing i would do is break it up into some stanzas and touch up the grammer and syllable count a bit, but it truly has elegance in its chaos!

Posted 16 Years Ago


Haha yes it is a crazy thing, this thing called life! We are in it and the only choice is to keep on keeping on, maybe understanding comes later, or maybe it never comes. You capture the madness of it. Nice metaphor. Well done.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on March 14, 2008
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Miss Shea
Miss Shea

Burlington, NC



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I believe : Activity [is a necessity] Art [is a way of lifeand has become a huge part of my life] Ideas [are bullet-proof] Books [are addictive] Poetry [is painting with the gift of speech] .. more..

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