Life is a special game. Sometimes it's fun, like playing jacks or marbles. You had a talent for some competed on the sandy school playground. Some more than others. Such as tetherball and hopscotch. She walked towards you along a street during freshman orientation. On the sidewalk was a hopscotch court. You tossed the keychain from your pocket to a square, hopped on one foot, stooped, picked it up. Hopped on to the end an...

Love me trueor let me go,No more lies, I pray;Let me goto live my life,No more games to play;To live my lifewithout your love,I'll try to find a way;Without your loveI'll carry on,To live another day.

I had to let you goI liked you more than you will ever knowI told myself I wouldn't tell you and I didn't I acted like I didn't careThe last time I saw youYou acted like me and I acted like youYou listened when I spokeWas it all a game or just a jokeYou gave me half answers to my questions You never wanted to commit one way or another I'm tired of the gamesSo I left and you wished me happinessYou told me when you're done...

She stands before youSo sincereHer heart is on displayCradled in her outstretched handsHeld so tenderly You melt to see her standing thereYou want so to believeAnd to accept her offeringYour hands begin to reach And as you do she pulls awaySaying "you must play the game"And takes you to a tableWhere sit three shells, all the same She sets one shell atop her heartAnd shuffles them aboutAnd under which shell her heart liesY...

Cards held tightly to the chest.Bluffing is an art at best. Each contestant poker faced.Every action noticed, traced. Watched, scrutinized, weighed.Judgement most times mislaid. Humanity plays yet another card.Keeping players all on guard. Not wanting to show their hand.Fearing others won't understand. When each bet is placed.As every dream is chased. Playing to win their state.Passing the bet they wait. Contemplations be...

Chapter Nine: Battle Games Sunday came by faster than Ethan anticipated and he almost forgot he was signed up for a mini game that day. Picario told Ethan that a portal will automatically manifest itself in front of him when it was time for him to enter the game. “How do I know when the portal will come though?” Ethan asked Picario. “You will get a note that you can’t miss five minutes before the game starts as a notice,”...

I don't miss the dramaThe who is f%*#% whoThe "friends" who lie behind each others backAnd have nothing better to do I didn't lie about my ageAnd make myself 20 years youngerOr act like a character on stage Faking the hungerI was realI laid my heart out on my sleeveAll they did was lie and stealAnd do everything to make me believeSoon, the words a beautiful cadence just for meWas repeated verbatimTo anyone who they see An...

“Let’s play!” she says to me, tugging at my hand. I shake my head, planting my feet firmly and yanking my arm free from her slim fingers. Alice frowns at me, before shrugging and running towards the large playground. Alice always asks me to play with her, but I never go; instead, I go sit next to the large brick wall with my book. I don’t read though, just pretend to. Instead, I watch the other kids start up a game of pir...