Trouble
You knew you called the wrong number
When I answered,
I love challenges
and you said you're the hardest of them all
I won you
but then I got bored
because awards hurt my pride
make me their prey
I'm the huntsman I'm no one's prey
Trouble
you called it
You wanted it
But can you really enjoy the consequences?
You chose it
You had it
Trouble
was more than a challenge to you
It was your life
and you didn't know how to ride it
So you thought I'm your best player.
YOU ARE READING
winter
PoetryA poetry collection that Witnesses the expansion of a human heart through seasons, through years. cheesy love, painful love, kind love, politics blended into poetry, mental abuse that cannot be romanticized, literature, movies and music, religion an...
