Games Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Alone, atrophied heart and mind, no longer playing
by life's rules, having to make up own now because
nothing else makes sense anymore.

Somewhere deep inside I know you are missing me,
there's nothing else we two can do, the game of life
and love have been separated.

Now all that is left is your death, standing on the
edge of my life with no passage or way to return to
me again.

Tears touching me as the sun sets now for the last
time on your love for me and mine for you, no more
life between we two.