Twisted Game

Twisted Game

A Poem by Beautifully Tragic xPoetry Queen

Uncertainty....what am I holding on to? I can't seem to grab a hold of your complex understanding. Your own definition of trust...and betrayal. In my mind I'm falling apart in the twisted game of love and desire for what we have and what it all means. As I wander in the corners of my mind looking for the awnsers that are hard to find the truth and meaning of what you are doing. I suppose I'll never know and keep letting you win ---until I finally break this losing streak. I'll keep losing myself to you.

© 2011 Beautifully Tragic xPoetry Queen

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In so many avuse cases this happens..We have a womans shelter here in toen that I take things to..the tales one hears break the heart so many go back again and again..Some die trying to make it work..Deep thoughts,,Kathie

Posted 8 Years Ago

Very good job at writing this.
I enjoyed the reality in this, kept me reading.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Knowing whence you came from, where you are going, a job well done, moving on with the next impulse......all these are just as important to a gal who wonders. Nice job.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on November 18, 2011
Last Updated on November 18, 2011


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