Love is a Game

Love is a game.

I am a loser.

Trying to breathe,

With sweat sliding.

I am a player in the game,

Participate but never place.

If love is a game,

I think I'd like to stop playing.

Put me on the bench,

Foul me or take me away.

Keep me locked in a cell,

One that's cold, 

And reeks of lonely.

Love is a game,

Doesn't make it fair.

I've played too long,

So I'm done now.

Love isn't worth it,

The aches and pains.

Quite frankly,

I'd rather be dull.

I'd rather live my life alone.

No kind soul in company.

I’d be an old tale,

One that scared kids.

If you don't play the game,

You'll end up like me.

On a house on a hill,

Alone and no will.

To play or go on.

Retired.

This house is empty,

But it's quiet.

A constant breeze of silence.

I live alone cause I lost.

I couldn't play the game,

Love isn't fair.

I lost.

I fell into a pit of despair.

Growing old with wrinkles.

White hair.

I don't have someone,

To grow old with.

To be with.

Love is a game,

Worth playing but,

That's only if you win.