The Game
Impossible the way I feel
Imagining that it was real
Days from reality
Keep changing my mind
Losing my sense of self
Was my only crime
Vulnerable weak and alone
My heart stood tall
And hard as stone
Embraced by invitation
My needs were kept
Emotionally caged as I slept
A heart deranged fornification
Kept me cold in my isolation
In need of time and trust
Captured by the burden of my wrongs
In my thoughts played only songs
Winter withered my mind
Like flowers wilting with a lifeless chime
Impatient for noble passion
My heart was led with no collaborated reaction
My mind could sense no shame
But somewhere within it knew the game
(2003)
