Game Over

Talking down,

To the ground.

Yelling at me,

Then: I’m the problem.

I think,

It’s time,

We clear the air

Or at least reduce this harsh glare.

I’ve been stuck for days,

On level 2.

Get on yours

Then I’m pushed back down.

We’ve been here before,

Stuck in these chairs

On the same team,

Under you’re harsh stare.

I’m tired.

My bones ache.

Pull out the plug,

The game’s over.

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As a little schedule update, I have a couple of already written things that I really want to post so there may be a post everyday for a week or so 😊