Game

My heart is pounding,

Can’t control the tempo,

Clock is winding down,

Vision is so blurry,

Mind is going in circles,

I don’t think I can deal with all the ruckus in this place.

So much pressure,

So much pain,

What were to happen if I blew the game…

Don’t want to lose,

Can’t afford to quit,

But what were to happen if I came up short again…

I’d be left alone,

With no one by my side.

It was you who I was playing for this whole time.

I don’t know what I’d do if I were to lose another game,

But I will be back to try this again some day.