The words she had spoken was like a deep cut.
He broke her in pieces, but she came up.
The flower had crippled weeks ago.
The sun was coming down and his heart was shown.
It was filled with blackness that dripped on the floor.
An evil manipulation was planned.
There was a note in an empty can.
It reads “game over”.
He went to his actual lover.
They spent the night with each other.
She was another loser.
She ran for cover.
But it was game over.
Rain fell out of the tear ducts and turned into bullets on the ground.
In the room there was no sound.
Just a man with an invisible crown.
He had won the invisible game.
It was over for her and she felt shame.
For the longest time she was to blame for the shame.
She had to find another to recover.
As she watched him walk down the aisle with his new lover.
She felt pain like no other.
Game over.