The Crying Games

THE CRYING GAMES We trusted each other before, noticing each other’s flaws, listened to outsiders laws, about how to keep us off the floor, maybe they were right. But did they have the right, to tell us about the love we had to write, so our legacy can begin with us, the main characters of our past, the future that we trying to build, to present about our life and all we did. Do we really want this life, am I the desperate one crying for love, that can never exist as long as I am alive or I am not strong enough to hold on to the pain till it’s true love. The game we all want to survive, if we all have a common goal, how do we decide who needs more? Why do I fight for love though? If we were made for each other’s soul then why are we hard to find? To seek the true love is hard, like an endangered species to its kind, how long will I will cry behind, closed doors that won’t tell or lie. Is my love also endangered, I pray to find it before I am murdered. The crying OW-JAY