Games

So many games you play

You think you can win

Never thinking of others

Or the pain they are in

People aren’t property

although you believe

your games and your lies

and the fabric they weave

broken hearts left behind

as you storm through this life

each interaction

it cuts like a knife

some battles you’re winning

but the war you will lose

when enough is enough

and now others do choose

to leave you behind

all alone in your shame

when no one is left

for playing your games