A Game

A poem about heartbreak, please review and enjoy

A GAME

 

I’m just a face, lost in the crowd

I’ve never claimed, to be too proud

 

But when you play with my heart

Ever so slowly ripping me apart

 

I’m just your toy

Here to bring you joy

 

I’ve always been there

I’ve always cared

 

But you only want me when there’s no one else

And now following you is just hurting myself

 

I’m on my way to a personal apocalypse

Trying to love you is making my world darker than an eclipse

 

You lead me on, into your web of lies

And then I get too far in, to the point where no one can hear my cries

 

You take all I can give

So that while I wither away in sadness, you continue to thrive and live

 

I lovingly call you Princess, and Angel, and Snowflake

But when the morning comes you only see me as your biggest mistake

 

So I’ve given up, yes you’ve finally taken it all

As I now prepare for my last call

 

You’ve broken my heart, you’ve broken my soul

With confidence I tell you that trying to love you has taken its toll

 

But I promise to rise, never to be misused again

You’ve turning a loving man into a living sin

 

Broken and battered I rise from my hell

Eyes filled with fire, my soul I was forced to sell

Now a creature of anger and pain

Your living punching bag has finally gone insane

 

A demon was born on this day

One who you created and can never slay

 

So I’ll wait here surrounded my fire and brimstone

Till’ the day I find my true lover, the one who will never let me feel alone

 

So now I hope that you are happy, because now you can finally claim

That you have broken me and won your hellish little game

Reviews

[Phillip Francis]

I enjoyed poem. "I’m on my way to a personal apocalypse" is a great line.