Poison, by any other name is just as deadly: Poetry

Chart of Tears

One to ask,

Two to go.

Three for yes,

Four for no.

I count the times my tears fall,

And add one more, against a wall.

I never asked to play this game.

To win is glory, to lose is shame.

And so I cry another time.

And ask "Why are these sorrows mine?"

Though i know I've done no wrong,

My heart is eaten, no longer strong.

Ive fought fate so long and hard,

Fought with fire, and come out charred.