My pieces aren't the same
as the other players
they are all too old
not loyal, but betrayers.

They stay in the game
long after they've lost
as if they don't care
what it might cost.

The strongholds are weak
the road to candyland
is flooded and decayed
and I've a losing hand.

Sorry is a good one
yet when I play the game
I've not heard these words
as if there's no shame.

I've lost the game of life
for I chose the wrong board
all the new frontiers
had already been explored.

Time to drop the dice
all the newness is gone
that's it for me
in this game I'm done.

WhiteRose