The Game

                

I quit..I am through,
 No longer can I play
 this game with you.
Everyday the rules change
 Somehow always rearranged.
To keep it never ending;
The outcome always pending.
The instant it seems the
  outcome is in sight,
The rules change and
   day becomes night.
My heart tires of being
  a chess piece.
Constantly moving never to cease.
 For all I want is a chance
 at the prize.
Just to see that look
in your eyes.
  When it comes time to pay...
     And we cease to play.