Am I borrowed for your fantasizing?
Or am I merely just another pawn on your board?
There are times when I ask myself,
“Will I be played in his game today?”
“Will I suffer the same antagonizing threats from the very beginning of time?”
My road is getting narrower,
I have no place to run,
His road is only getting wider-
Enough to catch me.
I try to get out,
But what can I do?
I run obstacles and some days I feel myself overcome.
Other days I give up and let him take over me.
The sun is setting, the moon is rising.
It’s almost too late.
I try to escape but his beauty only makes me swoon, and fall within the same cycle.
I am in his trap once again..
What is done is done.
He won the game.