Never the same.

Adrenaline running through my veins.
Blood pumping up my face.
Everything's such a rush,
Yet nothing near my crush.

A cup, with golden engraving there was.
Aiming high to get it.
Are we going to get it?
It seemed so worth it.
But doubts now I have.

Something soon confirmed.
This isn't what I want.
I don't think anyone would want for it.
It hurts me more than it does you.

Never fun to see.
The pain so intense.
Please, let me wipe that pain away.
Wiping my own while I'm at it.
Please.