Love Game

Written from a broken heart.

I’m tired of your game,

You’re not a very good player.

You cheat and you lie.

When does it end?

I gave you my body,

My heart, and my soul.

You took advantage

In every way that you could.

I quit, I’m done,

I’m leaving you for good.

There are no more tears

Left to waste on you.

You think you’ve won,

But you’ve got it all wrong.

Now you have feelings,

And I’m too far gone.

Love is so crazy.

Now, can’t you see?

Love brings pain and misery.

Reviews

[N.]

It is a somber piece and in the game of love there are always winner and loser. Just remember this that in the game of love, women have the power. There is nothing more that a man want's from a woman than what is between her legs and we go to any legs to get it ( lies, play with your minds, make a lot of money, drive big cars) anything for you to relinquish that control. If you do not get fooled by our charms, you won't get played again. I loved this piece, it is so real and I am actually surprised nobody has commented on such a real piece.

[Natasha]

Thank you! I wrote this from a real experience. I love writing about passion and love and all that.

[N.]

I know it was from a real experience, this is why I gave you knowledge from a player that has retired his jersey. Remember you have the power not us. I am enjoyed your work immensely.

[Natasha]

Well at least you're honest, but thank you

[Raven Moonchild]

This poem explains the labyrinth that is the emotion of love beautifully.