You Win
and I lose
Congrats are in order.
Here I am in my defeat,
I am finally shattered,
all that’s left is for you
to collect your winnings
and leave with your receipt
along with my tears in a jar
then I can start my retreat
I no longer want to play this stupid game
I guess I am always to blame.
Since leading with my heart.
The world has torn me apart.
So congrats, you broke me down.
If you can’t see how hard I tried,
I’ll gladly show myself out.
How easy we forget the good
and focus on the bad again.
I guess I will take this loss,
and you can have this win.
About the Creator
Jeffrey Sparks
Adversity is kindling I choose to burn to keep my hands warm in winter ensuring my words will stretch beyond the years that turn my bones to dust.
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