Cruel people
Hell-like places
Traitor friends
Savage enemies
Is this what you call world?
Is this what you call happiness?
Now the first game has been over,
What kind of game are you playing next?
Misdoubted people
Is the right term for all of you
I've given you my assurance
But all you did is to play with it
Now I'm leaving
This pandemonium-like place
That once I have thought
Is an Elysium-place
Are you happy now?
To have someone in a great agony?
And you are the reason
Why I am in that place.
Tell me,
What did I do,
For you to give me
This kind of treatment
But oh well
If you wanted a game,
I will give you your game
And in this game
I will make the intension upsidedown
Instead of me crying,
All of you will be in great burden.
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PoetryPoems about fear, sadness, darkness, betrayals, secrets, love and heart breaks.