Game Over Poem by brittany checkosis

I'm only 16 and already heartbroken
im gonna run take my broken dreams and cry
i wonna be heard but my words are to hard to be spoken
dont wonna be seen i just wonna hide
bruises get darker everytime i dont try
blood flows from the tip of my nose
eyes swollen like abubble in a vein
yet i show no emotion in my face
still deep inside im stuck with all this pain
im gonna miss him i no i will
he played his game now time to play mine
all im left to say is that the game is over.