The_Game

Reads: 126  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 2

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The escape that has no end....

Submitted: January 05, 2011

A A A | A A A

Submitted: January 05, 2011

A A A

A A A


The Game

I whisper your name

It's floating through the breeze

I don't want to play your game

I want to live my life with ease

I walk down this path

Until I get to a door

Im standing in a bloodbath

Feet cut and tore

All the lights on me

Choices only mine

I need to find the key

Before I run out of time

I'm racing to the top

Trying to get to the end

I'm not going to stop

I'm not going to pretend.....


© Copyright 2017 GiggleMonster2. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:

Comments

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

Booksie 2017-2018 Short Story Contest

Booksie Popular Content

Other Content by GiggleMonster2

Popular Tags