The Games

/b Typing wrong in first one. /b The census was in and I had lost. The illusions had tricked me. I was cornered into this reality. The fallacy was not comprehended. My hope was lost in a sea of despair. My situation was grave. I had been spoiled by the pain. The sap ran down the tree of my soul. I had been cast out of happiness. My tears were turned inward. They left me with the guilt. I had ceased my trust. Their sins built the walls within me. I perceived oneness. There was no conveying the truth. No one had taken my cause. I was dying a million times over. I was torn between life and death.