Poems for the Soul

Game

Game

A dangerous decision,
Made on impulse out of lust.
Not thinking of the consequence,
Assuming I could trust

A little boy who at the time,
Seemed like a man to me.
So courageous, sweet and kind,
His flaws I didn't see.

At first I watched him from afar,
Approach I didn't dare.
So handsome and so popular,
Why would he even care?

Little did I know,
I was the object of his eye.
Those subtle glances, winks and waves,
Were not just in my mind.

I was flattered, mostly shocked,
To find he felt the same.
I never dreamed that I would be,
The target of his game.

His charming words had lured me in,
So sickeningly sweet.
I walked into his trap, he had me
Falling at his feet.

One day his colors were exposed,
He saw me as a game.
To show off to his douchebag friends,
With not an ounce of shame.

Knife in my heart, no air to breathe,
I felt like I might choke.
Reality slapped in my face,
I was just one big joke.

He had a bunch of other girls,
To satisfy his needs.
There's nothing he could say or do,
To justify his deeds.

I felt disgusted, mortified,
I felt like such a fool.
I'm mad more at myself than him,
For falling for a tool.

He felt nothing not a shred,
Of guilt or pain or hurt.
A heartless jerk who plays with girls,
Then leaves them in the dirt.

So as my farewell to you,
I have one thing to share.
The most you'll ever get from me's
One finger in the air.

And if we somehow meet again,
I'll turn and dust my shoulder.
And if you even try to speak,
Let me just say "game over".

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