Just a Game | A 100 Word Story

#363 National Poetry Month – 30 Days 30 Poems

It was just a game,
That’s what everyone kept telling me
But where were their voices
When the game turned deadly?
And my life was on the line.
Now no one has words
Only empty explanations
They try and try to be more caring
About a choice, a move, a crime.

It wasn’t a game.
There were definitely rules.
I broke every one—
Faced with consequences in the mirror.
My choice, my move, my crime.
I tried to be more caring
Talk myself through fake accusations,
Your life on the line
The game has just begun
But I’m walking away.