Irvine

I close my eyes and I see A world so kind So full of beauty A rare painting on a wall Ever so elegant But sadly I stand there and watch it fall I am without words Just simmering pain And all this hurt Becomes a never-ending game Did I do something wrong? Was I too hung up on admiration? Did I not have it on the right wall? And then it hit me like a fast moving train It wasn’t my fault Just the sad truth of shame The game of love is hard to play You can fold your cards and shut it out Or you can bet and give it all you’ve got But in the end, honey, when the game is over All you’ve have is yourself(poems go here)