Russian Roulette

Every human thinks they are immortal, It is the wretched curse of all mortals, It’s a constant game of Russian roulette. Now if I was a smart betting woman, I would wager all on meeting death, But I am not a smart betting woman. I am a child in love with playing god, I live in the life unending facade. I fear no evil not even death herself, Hubris calls my name and spits on my grave, vanity a siren distorts myself the touch of danger is what I crave I am the cursed mortal the gods fear, I see the warnings yet do not adhere.