This Game

This game we play,

we run away

We just can't find the words to say

To make this real

This thing we feel

It's not love

and it's not hate

This is why our God made fate

To teach us not just to hate

To love and feel

And make our dreams real

To fly so high,

We touch the sky

Meet ourselves,

and discover

while we're up there,

might as well hover

and look down,

on our town

where we loved and found

That we're not here to play a game

We are here

To keep ourselves sane

 

Reviews

[MockingJuliet]

I really like the flow to this. Good job :)

[BL]

Good poem, like the last few lines especially. I've been trying hard to keep myself sane lately : ).