A game where the score remains tied and I truly have no peace
Round and round my mind keeps turning as my demons take their spin, no end in sight for my release
Down again, up again, up again, down
Like the strings of a marionette having full control of a clown
It's a game that's been played so I've heard since the dawn of mankind
By the hands of the young, the old, the deaf and even the blind
A deceptive game indeed, one played even by you I've no doubt at least once or twice
Though the rules through time have remained, the stakes grow higher.. Tell me, do you know.. 'what is the worth of your bet, your vice?' I'll know if you're a liar
Does this vice that you may even deny having keep taking away pieces of the good He's made you as you are
Does it have you believing your steps to a closer, forward direction have only left you twice or three times as far
The Blame Game is most tricky and is played by each opposing side quite well
The struggle to win played out on Earth to which many have called the devil's playground and other's swear it's Hell
I do not lack deception and on the other hand my faith surpasses fear
Free will keeps fouling will power, which in turn gets another chance to score
On the devil's turn at play, watch out for what he tries
Because most times to win the game in life with little effort, is more than likely a trick with lies
GS 03/03/21
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