**"1-3 and Out of Me"**
I’m drowning in the loss, a sea of black and gray,
The hope I had, a flicker, now fades away.
Four games in, and it’s 1-3,
A shattered dream, a broken me.
I wear the colors, but they feel like chains,
Dragging me through endless rains.
The field’s a graveyard of what could be,
Each fumble echoes misery.
Touchdowns feel like distant stars,
I trace their light through endless scars.
But they're too far, too dim to find,
Just like the faith I’ve left behind.
No comeback, no rally, just endless despair,
I scream at the void, but nothing’s there.
This losing streak's my heart’s defeat,
A hollow drum with a fading beat.
1-3, the score that haunts my soul,
Another Saturday takes its toll.
I gave it all, but what's the point,
When hope's reduced to disappointment?
So let the darkness have its stay,
My team’s lost and so am I today.
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