We are all players on the boardgame. We

take chances to advance. We

gamble out every move. We

play to win the race.

 

But here, I stand on

square one once again. Casted

away to the shadows of isolation, my

efforts rewinded to restart.

 

But here, I wait on

square one.

Everyone and everything in

my surroundings

speed

by with haste.

 

But here, I am chained to

square one.

For I wait to be saved.

Waiting to be saved by It.

 

Everyone and everything

in my surroundings speed by with haste.

While I,

am at a stand-still

with

a second chance.