Wicked Game Poem by Balint Nagy

Wicked Game



I never knew
I'm this unknown
For a dozen years
I was living in your shadow.
I'm the wrong, I'm built to fall
But why should I just forgive it all?
Bury it all, or tear it up
Sorry I think I had enough.
Now what will happen when we're gone?

Don't heal me now.
I won't allow.
I have to solve this on my own.

This whole thing is a wicked game
We're going through a few thousand better days.
More disaster we survived
Drunken nights we felt so alive
I know I'll never say goodbye
But how we gonna make this right?

I'm out of time
It's too late to try
Better if I close my eyes
I'm in the dirt. Yes, it hurts.
Can't you see? I never get what I deserve.

Don't heal me now.
I won't allow.
I started to think I'll die alone

This whole thing is a wicked game
We're going through a few thousand better days.
More disaster we survived
Drunken nights we felt so alive
I know I'll never say goodbye
But how we gonna make this right?

Don't heal me now.
I won't allow
Now I know I'll die alone.

This whole thing is a wicked game
We're going through a few thousand better days.
More disaster we survived
Drunken nights we felt so alive
I know I'll never say goodbye
But how we gonna make this right?

Monday, February 26, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship,issues,memories,nostalgia
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