Played the game all my life, <br />guessing pieces of this enigma. <br />Dreading the unavoidable finish, <br />little by little outlining this image. <br /> <br />With every stroke of the pen, <br />you conquer all that I have. <br />Smiling as an angel of illumination, <br />but burying my identity into the dark. <br /> <br />Afraid to reveal you my hand, <br />leaving me open to defeat. <br />My translucent body armor a myth, <br />still holding my secrets in. <br /> <br />Till the final word is spoken, <br />leaving only shadows of time. <br />I slip away under the darkened water, <br />into depths of an abyss of shame.<br /><br />Gary Scott Gebert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hangman/
