The Game I Play

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Life is a game

love is the prize

gone is the hate,

that once held my eyes

the fury, the rage

the deep hidden fears

the way disappear longer

and whispered in my ears

the way that I talked

walked and sleep

a dark beating heart

so difficult to keep

i lay awake for days

hidden and scared

a deep hidden scar

on skin so easy to tear

streams of tears

strings of lies

long "hello"'s

yet short goodbyes

churning and burning

and tearing inside

this piece beautiful thing

full of corruption and lies

but I've changed

and grown since then

i cannot lie

such a true fact even you can't deny

i love what i love

hate what i hate

smile and follow

my deep hidden fate

what lies up ahead

is safe and secured

death lies at the end

and of that i am sure

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