A Pawn In A Game That Never Ends Poem by Chris Tiganescu

Frantic dreams embarking on
a journey to deliver ghoulish
horror to an empty heart, an
empty cavern for the mangled
to settle in, never again to see
the light of life, but the distance
of night, eyes blackened by
demise, ears withered by sorrow,
hearts torn by a never ending
nightmare, love is scarce, love
never last to fill the open wound,
only to tear it deeper...

Love an enemy to my resolve
as i a pawn in its twisted game.