Let us play a game well known to all

Yet at the same time unknown

The players are burdened with sickness and death

But casually walk around - they could care less

This game echos it's actual counterpart

But resembles only the twisted fragments

Where mental chaos wrecks every mind,

Ruins every existence, and crushes any hope

Well go on now roll the dice

But take heed of my advice

And remember this one such feature,

The odds are never in your favor

Oh, What shall it be now?

Bankruptcy? Depression?

Or, perhaps, the people around you,

Affected by you, are damaged

And you are left to mourn in your foolishness

Amusingly ashamed

This such game, as you may see

Is dangerously played by all, quite unknowingly

The price, I'll say, is shockingly free

And the name, I'll say, suits accordingly

Hence commence

The overly embellished,

Gruesome entertainment;

The Wretched Game Of Life