Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2015
A heart isn't a game
*** isn't a game or a gamble
Tears are potions of frustration and pain
*** was never intended to be physical gain
I could knock on this ****
Point out everything not worth it
But still no one would ever get what my mouth tries to say
This age, and this day
Nothing but a petty game I'll have to play
So tired.
Chalsey Wilder
Written by
Chalsey Wilder  22/Two-Spirit/Space
(22/Two-Spirit/Space)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems