A game of hearts

 

I fell under a black moon.

The sky stained with lost fortunes.

I danced aimlessly into

a game of chance, a game of hearts,

and I lost to you.

You gave me sanctuary

away from the solitaire life.

Free parking when I didn't drive.

But it was all a ruse, a bluff

where the house always wins.

 

And this house was a house of sin.

 

For I never stood a chance.

The game was rigged

when you passed go.

You advanced,

as I slid down through

snaked pathways,

as the slippery ladders were

snatched clean away

from my hands.

 

You risked my heart,

by gambling on my emotions.

You took apart the cards,

picking only the winning ones

from your stacked deck.

You scratched

the scores in illegible

scribble, you made me scrabble

for my scrambled emotions in

a mentally disorganised mind,

feeling I wasn’t an equal player

on this field.

 

"Checkmate"

you state, as I fall

to the cards of fate.

The cards of hate?

 

You rolled all the dice

I just counted

the numbers,

6 6 6

Devilish grin on your face

I couldn’t ever win.

 

Or so you thought.

 

I cast aside the dice.

Instead of anger

I took out my rage on the page.

Not flipping the board,

or flipping you the bird.

I offered my arms open wide

I smiled in your disgrace,

and I said goodbye with a hug

for I wouldn’t keep

playing your games.