games
by jeremy cannon
Catastrophies, explosions, melted in erosions.
All this balled up with a million emotions.
I've tripped the trigger I've never tripped before,
wanna go from small to bigger, and back to the core.
But sure, it isn't like me to feel so down,
but lately I've lived in frown, king with a broken crown.
Had the girl likin' me, she ain't sure what it might be,
whatever the case may be, she's nuts or I'm crazy.
Manipulation, aggrevation, tired of waitin',
worst of all I'm skatin', on the thinnest of ice,
all the time I'm late and, early for the fight.
The friendship is on its last nerve, too many curves,
on her, and as well the road that molds,
every single futuristic goal, but in my soul,
it's running short of the gold, collecting a lot of coal.
Trapped between high & low, walking too slow.
Down with the dilly yo, now watch the show.
For now you know, what sparks the heart's glow,
Meet my friend the troll, but pay the toll,
or fall down the hole, it won't wait for the sin to grow.
When I tell myself to go, I tell myself no.
I can't flow, away from her, an impossible weight to tow.
But I simply can't blow, the situation off at whole,
because somewhere it was my heart she stole.
Do I move on though? Playin' love poker, shall I fold?
These afterthoughts, don't stop, they keep on, they roll.
Started with an invite, I was given insight,
was I right? No, I was all wrong.
Now until today, I say, it lasted too long.
There were the reasons, that resembled treasons,
didn't want to hear them, but I had to fear them.
I do like you, I could like you, no guy, right now.
Quotes that are on the memory that my heart endows.
I put up with all, I didn't think that I would fall,
but like a tale so tall, she is the thorn, I am the paw.
And her thoughts I scorned, ripped up my soul raw,
and here I am, warned, yet I scrape and claw.
I am jammed in this whole thing,
I'm getting hit by pawns and kings.
Checkers smashing me in the head.
Little aliens saying "Sorry" you're dead.
Going in squares, into monopoly, nobody's stoppin' me,
from quitting, throwing away the dice, like test mice,
runnin' around in a maze, like dark haze.
Trying to find a place, to say grace, but hey,
'til this day, anyway, it's still the butt I play,
but I can't escape, I'm either trapped or thrown away.
There isn't anything I can say, I was born to play,
the games that you create, and I do stay.
I will not go away, I will play, Go Fish, 31 or Spades.
A strip poker where my heart is stripped and slayed.
I'll have to start a game, because of them all, revenge is my fave.