DIRTY GAME

DIRTY GAME

A Poem by Evelynne Tionge

I miss you and i so wish i could tell you
But i can not go back to being but a ghost
To believing every one of your lies that was true
To being in the arms of who i love and loath most

I love you but i have to get you out of my heart
I grew to be too comfortable in your hell
That you hand made with your decietful art
While i kept telling the inner me you meant well

I could have left before we hit round three
But i kept waiting for you to strike out
I couldnt have hurt you, never could be me
I must have cared too much, no doubt

I tripped and had my own round of betrayal
But we never could be even in that department
Or maybe i was too naive and hid in denial
When the pain in your eyes brought no contentment

"Love is a dirty game" is an understatement
And i cry with dry eyes whenever you come into my mind
I shade my last tear when i burried you things in the basement
And i swore never to, but im still looking behind

© 2013 Evelynne Tionge


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Added on December 7, 2013
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Evelynne Tionge
Evelynne Tionge

Lusaka, Lusaka, Zambia



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