Player Poem by Dawn Rodgers

The Player of all Players thats what you are

Broken Promises
Empty words

I'm yours
Your mine

You even told me you loved me this time
We'd keep all the promises
We made to each other

A week later I find you with another
Everything seemed so right

Remember how we'd say the same thing?

I like what you like
We'd talk through the night
making plans,
sharing dreams,

Sometimes we just sat not saying anything at all
But, now none of it matters because you were just playing a game

The Player of all Players
Are you tired of your shame?