Life Is Just A Game Poem by Crimson Haze

Life is one big game.
You trip you stumble you try to stay alive.
You fall down and when or if you ever get up,
you get thrown on our back.

Breathless and gasping for air,
you realize your the only one there.
You are the only one keeping you down,
you are the only one causing you to bleed and suffer in eternal pain and agony.

You trip you stumble,
you can not stay alive.

You made you life hell.
And now you have dug your grave,
but there is always one person who brings you life.
And they are the one you must save.