.:s h a t t e r e d:.
.:building up:. | .:broken down:. | .:the choice:. | .:cyclic love:. | .:end game:. | .:era:. | .:I am:. | .:leash:. | .:lost in love:. | .:oblivious:. | .:pendulum:. | .:perfection lost:. | .:porcelain girl:. | .:reality found:. | .:serenity gained:. | .:shattered:. | .:speechless:. | .:the edge:. | .:wearing thin:.
.:end game:.
The game began
As soon as you ran
And everything got hazy
Away from life
And all it's strife
While friends and family waited
A friend goes away
A charade will stay
And now your words mean nothing
The real you is trapped
Ropes to reality snapped
As you became the game
Please end this game
I've forgotten your name
Come back to us, we'll set you free
Copyright 2001 John Berger.