Pain of the Game

This fire consumes me,
These liars, they ruined me
I pretend that if I close my eyes
I can just forget
This heartache keeps me from taking that step
Not the first step, but the last step
And every step in between
How can one learn to love?
If every love
Just ends; incomplete
Without a word
Without a trace
Without a time
Without a place
Every second
Of everyday
Is spent in isolation
Waiting for some sort of salvation
These flames just grow bigger
And these days just get harder
While this space just gets wider
Still standing on that first step
Afraid of what comes after.