Roulette
ROULETTE
My twisted mind
Had everyone blind
No symptoms
Not a single sign!
I want to forget everything,
Living a life of no regrets,
Facing the sun
Ignoring my debts
Wiping of the cold sweat,
Taking another drink from my sweet tea set.
My life, a game of “RUSSIAN ROULETTE,”
there is no positive or negative.
A game of slip and slide,
Opened wide
Put a gun inside
Staring down the barrel
A quick pull trigger, gone sterile
I give thanks to another day.
Madness, I've gone insane
Lots of money down the drain.
Initiated gum pops,
Broken lemons drops,
Tainted temples,
Upon another turn,
I dream of no shame!
Always saying 'NEVER!'
To this life, I scream “WHATEVER!"
HIT ME AGAIN!
by;p.d
I wrote this poem,
and dedicate the poem to my gambling addiction...
ha ha, I miss it... he he he.... JK
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