Lost The Game
She let her pen flow
Freely across the page
With no hesitation
As she wrote down her deepest
thoughts…
She dropped her glasses onto the
ground
She tore her diaries into pieces
Didn’t care about the sound
She burned all her photographs
Let them curl and die
There was a smile on her face
But she didn’t know why
She ripped up her money
And threw it on the floor
Fifties and twenties
She didn’t care anymore
She scratched all her CDs
Till they’d play no more
The music was blurred
As she slammed shut the door
She emptied her handbag
Let the contents fly
Across the streets
Or into the sky, up high
She watched her house flood
As it sunk to the earth
She shook her head slowly
Remembering what it was worth
She counted the pills
There was sixty three
And then she swallowed them all
And smiled sadly
She drunk the glass of water
Until her mouth was clear
Fell in a heap
Shaking with fear
Ten years on
They still remember her name
The girl who died
Because she lost the game.
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