Aug 15, 2011 21:43
Let me know when you're done.
Playing: games, hearts, me.
Let me know when it's over.
I don't know when it'll be over.
I've already lost my Queen?
What more are you looking for?
Condolence?
Comfort?
Counsel?
Checkmate?
I've given them all.
I'll keep giving them all,
From the sidelines.
Cheering and crying
Living and dying
Hoping you win
Even though it means I'll lose
Hating every minute of it
Dreading every second of it
Listening to the crispy, crackling noises
My heart makes when you roll the dice
Watching my fingers shake
As I move my pawn
Swallowing the spit in my mouth
As you take my knight
My heart's only protection
You can have it.
You can have them all.
I've already lost the game.
In fact, I think I forfeit.
poem,
victoria