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I Always Win
I made a game
But by mistake
It all started
when I lied to a friend
Now every time I move
And go in a new school
I look for new friends
But deep inside
I know I have to stop
Because the reason
For these friends
Aren't to fill an empty hole
A nail has already filled that
These friends would be for fun
The thing I always do
Lie, lie and lie a lot more
About who I am at first
But then they will grow deeper
And deeper
Until my friends see me as a light
A light that will easily go out
However as soon as the Truth gets out
For I will tell it
Then they will see
That I am not a light
But a glass of dark smoke
And ounce the glass breaks
The smoke will be released
And all those who are touched by it
Will falter and cry
And the pain will then come
And I will stand above them
And when I have won
Like I always do
In this game that has ruled my life
The game that I always don't like
So please
Grab a hammer
And a few nails
Make sure you grab lots actually
One for each lie
Three for each friend
And two for every place I invaded
And place them in my arms and legs
But not my hands or feet
Because I still need to play the game
Ounce you have finished those nails
Look around where I ounce lived
In every house I called home ounce
And look for the nail that I put in the wall
And pull them all out
And come back to me
And I will take care of the rest
Because of the pain you gave me
It did not last
Because knowing
That I will always hurt a dear friend
Will strike me deeper in a place beyond my heart
And will damage me inside
And then I'll slowly rot
When the time comes
For my life
I don't know where I will go
However Heaven is definitely out of option
So I will then wait
And when I end up
Before the judge
I will then befriend him
And then see how long he will last
And if that fails
Then I will befriend those wherever I go
And I will keep on grinning
Knowing I caused someone harm
But by mistake
It all started
when I lied to a friend
Now every time I move
And go in a new school
I look for new friends
But deep inside
I know I have to stop
Because the reason
For these friends
Aren't to fill an empty hole
A nail has already filled that
These friends would be for fun
The thing I always do
Lie, lie and lie a lot more
About who I am at first
But then they will grow deeper
And deeper
Until my friends see me as a light
A light that will easily go out
However as soon as the Truth gets out
For I will tell it
Then they will see
That I am not a light
But a glass of dark smoke
And ounce the glass breaks
The smoke will be released
And all those who are touched by it
Will falter and cry
And the pain will then come
And I will stand above them
And when I have won
Like I always do
In this game that has ruled my life
The game that I always don't like
So please
Grab a hammer
And a few nails
Make sure you grab lots actually
One for each lie
Three for each friend
And two for every place I invaded
And place them in my arms and legs
But not my hands or feet
Because I still need to play the game
Ounce you have finished those nails
Look around where I ounce lived
In every house I called home ounce
And look for the nail that I put in the wall
And pull them all out
And come back to me
And I will take care of the rest
Because of the pain you gave me
It did not last
Because knowing
That I will always hurt a dear friend
Will strike me deeper in a place beyond my heart
And will damage me inside
And then I'll slowly rot
When the time comes
For my life
I don't know where I will go
However Heaven is definitely out of option
So I will then wait
And when I end up
Before the judge
I will then befriend him
And then see how long he will last
And if that fails
Then I will befriend those wherever I go
And I will keep on grinning
Knowing I caused someone harm
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