Life's Little Games Poem by Joanne Kearsey

Life's Little Games



I take these games very seriously as they test your skill’s to survive,
Longing for sleep to keep myself alive,
No matter how much I try I will never win,
The inevitable fate of the world is to insufficiently die.

I will protect you from your will to survive,
I am the demon that keeps you from falling apart in this little war game,
I am the one that will not let go of your sanity,
And I am the one that will devour what is left of this shame.

Please hear these words I scream as your mind destroys your self control,
Slowly walking away so I can take my final breaths of an old forsaken life,
Your strength that I can not break is what keeps me alive,
Denying myself the truth that does not exist in this unbearable strife.

You are the one that I need to stay awake in an immortal struggle for power,
Daring to believe in you as I start to let go of what is not mine,
Life’s little games start to play their tricks again,
Defying the system to leave my past behind.

Marching to the beat of my own drummer as I walk beside the entrusted,
The meaning of life can never and will never be defined by those who think they are in power,
We live for each other, to explore each other and eventually break each other down into understanding,
And from the truth of each other we will not cower.

We are the best and the worst of each other as we live in a world that can not accept us,
The power will not control us as we control that which was thought to never have been,
Longing for the reasons as to why I need you as we encapsulate each other,
And this tragedy of a union is like something that has never before been seen.

Guilty of a sin that I have not committed,
I have not won but I am not losing this game as it divides in two,
The sirens screech as they try to take me away,
I have but one question, Is this life enough for both me and you?

We don’t follow each other but carve a path for each of us to venture,
This life is more than enough for us to bear as we search for what we need to understand,
Life isn’t something that we can ever define, only something that needs us to find an answer to,
And we are the ones who will always have the upper hand.

Getting lost is the best part of finding what you are looking for,
And I have always found it funny how I found my friends,
This life has tested me severely but I have come out of the darkness stronger than ever before,
I will never forget what you all mean as my life takes a new direction yet again.

There is nothing missing from my life except someone who can protect me from myself,
I need someone to hold and comfort me and to keep me from self-destruction,
And I know someone needs me there but I don’t know when or where I will find them,
Although I may have already found them in this chaotic situation.

It’s hard for me to let my guard down but those who I trust I will help forever and always,
This game that we play has to end at some point and we will gain our eternal peace together,
There is nothing I will deny you if you ask me, just don’t force me into something I don’t agree with,
I would sacrifice everything for you all but the truth of myself I cannot sever.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Joanne Kearsey

Joanne Kearsey

Brighton, England
Close
Error Success