Junior High Joker

In times long ago, when we were together, 
There was a crisp insanity in your eyes, 
Glowing from a fire set by a trickster. 
Games brought us together, tore us apart, 
Then melded us into something stronger, 
Something that helped us to defend 
Against the tyranny of their dynasty. 
We removed ourselves from their spirit 
Once we realized we could never be 
Part of the body they yearned to possess. 
Without you that place would’ve poisoned 
What little threads of coherence left, 
Leaving me stranded on a mahogany island. 
Now the threads are unraveling, I’m sinking into 
The sands of solitude, all my senses stripped, 
Beaten by my own self into a bloodstained grave, 
Watched over by eyes that cannot see, 
Analyzed by minds that cannot comprehend, 
Judged by hearts that will never open for me. 
Gone are your gifts, gone are your games. 
Now there’s nothing to give, now I play them alone.