The Game

Her anger never reflect violence to me

She was always trying to do what is best for me

Now everything has changed ever since fate took her away

Everybody has turned cold towards me

They first trap you in an emotional game

Telling others they knows he is suffering

Then going ahead to hit at my nerve

To crucify me for their own ego

About- This poem was written on April 21, 2026; 8:34pm and is part of "Valleys to Jump Into: The Trauma Chapter".