The Game We Play
Concealed Battles Within Free Verse
By DaphsamPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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For this poem, I choose, Chris Isaak’s some “Wicked Game” from his record “Heart Shaped World” , to be the inspiration for this poem.
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Consumed with thoughts of only you
Jailed chest, crowded with pent-up breath
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A pounding heart is nothing new
Warring with unspoken words that seethe
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Love and anger, through and through
Molding into a disheartened wreathe
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Blinding terror is all I view
Must I continue to wear my protective sheath?
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‘Tis a game we play, just us two
Tired, so tired of what we do
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Make your move, then take your leave
For I can’t stand the lies you weave
Comments (7)
This was so poignant and relatable. Loved your poem!
Wow. So sad, yet powerful . Well done.
love this poem
Choices will be made one way or another in all kinds of relationships. Great work.
The game of love is a difficult one to play! Well-written.
I loved that song so much!! And your words were tragic yet beautifully penned. Wonderful writing :)
I love the flow and the feel of this so much