Game Over

That bitter knot in my mouth,
Is the taste of hope dissolving
With each passing day.

What purpose is there?
The country’s fools
Take it all for a game of play.

Please drown my despair,
I gasp for air,
What I love does not love me back.

There’s no glory in sacrifice,
To care is a painful choice,
I may lose everything I ever had.

Save me your tears,
I can’t handle your fears.
Just leave me, you’ve won.
Game over.

Bring me my children,
The sun sets on the future,
And on your wretched dishonour.

28th November 2016

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