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Let's Play a Game


Let’s play a game

He said as he started his claim to fame

 

Stepping into my room like I had asked him to

Almost four years old, crying over a thunderstorm

 

Let’s play a game

He said as my bed sheets started to move

And my body was overcome with pain

 

Let’s play a game

He said as my innocence went into an open flame

As I could no longer see my father as someone I trusted

 

Almost five years old, no longer crying just because of the storms

 

“Let’s play a game”

Was the start of feeling ashamed

For something I couldn’t have controlled

 

“Let’s play a game”

Became the words of my fears and loss of trust

 

Now sixteen years old

I don’t cry over storms

I only hear echoes

Because “Let’s play a game”

Were his words of fame

 
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