Gambler Synonymous

So near so far doesn’t matter Hanging my head in shame Been to the track once more I’m addicted to the flame. I gaze upon fortunes woe Indifferent to my pain Chosen by a path of loss I’m broke, so must abstain. Crumpled up my tickets Flung them down in distain Where they ever worth a penny Dirty filth I curse and blame. Backed into a corner Outlook’s much the same Walls closing in all sides I cry underneath the strain. Wasted another paycheck Gambled away in vain Afraid to face the music I take a different train. Go back to parents house Cannot face my wife again I hate myself I’m disgusting Habitual loser self ordained. My mother makes me dinner Father says I’ve gone insane Why does my family even care Flushed my own down the drain. By David Kavanagh