This fatal reality <br />This strong hostility <br />Wishing my wrists were bleeding <br />To stop the pain from the beatings. <br /> <br />Out screaming these lies <br />Uncovering my cries. <br />My frost-bitten spirit, <br />And i can't bare it. <br /> <br />Wishing for the truth <br />Show me the proof. <br />I'm coping with the pain <br />But i end up with these blood stains <br /> <br />I try to make a sound <br />But it's too profound. <br />I hear you loud in clear <br />But it still doesn't take away my fear <br /> <br />I refuse <br />And yet i'm still being used <br />I was too late <br />And now all i have is fate <br /> <br />I tried to debate <br />But now im left with hate <br />I'm done with the pain <br />So let's end the game.<br /><br />carly bachor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/end-the-game/
