Rigged Game

Rigged Game

A Poem by SleepingDragon
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Inspired by Dark Souls

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Climbing from the depths

To claim a life of meaning

Beset by demons

They claw and tear at me

 

Fierce as they are,

I cast them down again and again

Emerging to sunlight

Leaving those gray walls behind

 

Distant worlds intertwined,

Bound by our curse

Summoned to aid, or hinder

According to their whims

 

Moved to perform a manufactured destiny

Or abandon it, to usher in darkness

Two voices, two heads of the serpent

To save or damn at their commands

 

What their smooth words conceal

Is the bitter truth of both paths

Your will forgotten, to serve theirs

A puppet to perform their schemes

 

Falling, yet rising again

Losing shreds of self

Pieces lost to the abyss

Held together by will alone

 

A ghastly fate mirrored

By those I see around me

They lost all of themselves

Now hollow, empty shells

 

They rage for that which they have lost

Mindless husks void of purpose & hope

Tormented by the Divine Ones’ absence

Listless, mired in incurable despair

 

A dance with the fates

Following all who came before

No way to leave it to chance

No other way provided

 

A dream with no end

Prayers in the dark

The splendor is false

True form revolting

 

Players we are

On this grand stage

We enter and exit

Not on our terms

 

Until we return to the deep

From which we crawled from

To repeat the eternal cycle

Replaying this rigged game

 

© 2020 SleepingDragon


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Added on July 12, 2020
Last Updated on July 12, 2020