The Game Poem by Jackson Wings

The Game



Man, Woman, Boy, Girl, No matter who or what you are your a gamer. Even if you don't admit that you are or you might not even know it. The game is life and you are the player. There is an admin, the admin is God making rules and limits and the devil is the troll destroying your part in the game. No matter what I do I mess up, but that's part of this cruel game Messing up and the secret is to keep going because to achieve full control of the game you can't give up even if you have to kill the only living part left your mind. Just to be happy again with life and it's demons. You can win by being happy till fate steps in or get a game over and end it all. Man, Woman, Boy, Girl, No matter who or what you are your a gamer. Even if you can't even see it.

Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success