Mind Games Ii (Old Piece) Poem by Ryan Joseph Holder

Your seeing eyes
Cannot bare to watch
When I feel
This pain so much
It digs deep
Beneath my scabs
Goes to my heart
And begins to stab
Through my anger
Through my tears
It feels no pity
As death draws near
I'm going insane
I'm losing my mind
I'm losing my thoughts
I'm waisting my time
On all the ones
Who I know lie
Say they care
But my feelings deprive
My seething hatred
My blessed revenge
The pain you deserve
Comes to no end
Scars all over
But no one sees
Do you know why?
Because there not me
They don't get
The way I think
They don't see
How low they sink
There senses are horrid
My senses are great
I know what you think
You worthless discrace
You all think
That I'm insane
But Your all pawns
In my twisted game
The victor is knighted
And afterwards crowned
The loser gets whiplashed
And in pain bows down
You have a chance
But I've never lost
And I will win
At any cost
For there's very little
The world can take
For I am left nothing
With not much to make
But to my game
There is no end
There is no lie
There's no pretend
It's all to real
To say that it's not
And once you start
There's no way to stop
Take your piece
And make your move
Either way
You know you'll lose
And endless game
A waste of time
A shameful loss
In your mind
When you lose
You'll die and burn!
Now, roll the dice!
It's your turn! !