The Game
He's the Player,
I'm the Opponent,
My trust is the pieces,
And the board is his game.
I started,
Slowly losing,
Piece by piece,
My wall came crashing down,
My last piece,
The King.
It's his turn,
He could Checkmate me,
And ruin me,
Or he could give up,
And help me.
My trust is in his hands,
What will he chose?
This is now his game...
