Games

HMRyan 1977 (New York)



His forever haunting memory seeped through on a dark and dreary night,
The awful stench of his stale cigarettes and empty beer cans permeated the already dense air filled in my lungs

He never cared
He never loved
He never even tried!

His passion was not calling for duty
It was not a fortnight away
It was not a mine to craft
His passion was his final fantasy,
His final move,
His final words,
His final embrace.

He walked away without a single tear or care in the world
Ready to conquer,
Ready to steal,
Ready for another life and world entirely
I was just another heart to add to his already impressive collection.

He was ready to play another game!

About this poem

Poem I wrote after ex boyfriend left me.

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Written on 2023

Submitted by HMRyan77 on June 26, 2023

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Scheme XX XXX AXXAXXX XXXAX X
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 655
Words 134
Stanzas 5
Stanza Lengths 2, 3, 7, 5, 1

HMRyan

Throughout my lifetime, I have been diagnosed with bipolar I, borderline personality disorder, anxiety, ADHD, and OCD. However, no one is actually convinced or definite on any one diagnosis. Nevertheless, I seriously do not need any diagnosis to know who I am. I am Heather M Ryan, and I am beautifully crazy in my own chaotic way; I almost always have a method to my madness. These are my feelings, my opinions, and my own personal thoughts. I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth, but my life hasn't always been that way. I have been at most ends of the spectrum… rich and miserable, poor and madly in love, desperate, depressed, and homeless. Like my brain, I still have yet to find a happy medium in life. The last 45 years have left me in tears, shaking with fear and panic, running from a painful reality and past, the streets in the pouring down rain, homeless praying God would answer my prayers and send help, naked under the stars and in complete awe at how God works miracles just when you think all is lost. God has brought me from the deepest darkest depths of hell into the sunlight and has showered me with love and mercy time and time again. I look forward to enjoying this final chapter of my life with you and anyone else that would like to join us. You can follow me on Facebook at Heather M Ryan or visit my website at www.1hellofajourney.com. more…

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