Game Over Poem by Joel Duncan

Go on then,
Put a bullet in my head,
It doesn't matter that I'm dead,
I need to get off to bed.

Reset

I was learning how to kill,
At only ten years old,
I loved making blood spill,
This controller was my world.

Reset

No one played outside anymore,
So I stayed stuck in my room,
I just found general life a bore,
I was happy enveloped in gloom.

Regret

The light clicked off,
The clock struck ten,
My console was finally shut down,
But the violence and gore still played in my head,
Stuck going round and around.

Regret

But that night I dreamt of dreadful things,
One of a woman having to say goodbye,
I saw the hurt of what war brings,
I saw many soldiers die.

Forget

All she received was a single letter,
Saying her lover was gone,
She looked at the skies,
She cried and cried,
He would never saw his baby born.

Forget

I wake up with a startle,
My phone is dancing away,
It's my friend asking me to come online,
But I said not today.