The Game Poem by Jenny Elyas

The Game



Hard to breathe
Weird to touch
Acting normal
Think too much

Trying hard
To figure out
Moving onward
Engulfed in doubt

Don't look back
Too much pain
And in fact
Nothing to gain

Filled with knots
Wasted time
A penny for my thoughts
I deserved a dime

Who's to say what's true
I never said I was right
Guess I never knew
It's not worth the fight

Thinking about before
Don't know who I was
Could have closed the door
And never been an 'us'

Said you would stay
Promised you could
Chose to walk away
I knew you would

Everything was fine
Said we'd never part
Knew it was a line
But gave you my heart

I'll take the blame
I've always known
I played your game
You lost alone

I know you know
There's more to give
You were a stepping stone
I have a life to live

Hard to love
Weird to trust
Acting typical
Think it was lust

Sunday, May 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Allotey Abossey 28 May 2015

Well written, Jenny. Good one there.

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Kelly Kurt 24 May 2015

A poem that I, and I'm sure others, can relate to. Thanks for sharing, Jenny

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