GAMBLE

 

It’s always great in the beginning

When lust is present and winning

But will love take the upper hand

Or will it fold under my demand

You make a perfect distraction

My mind remains clouded with satisfaction

But what happens when the chemicals subside

Where will my contentment reside

My mind circles in old familiar places

If only life came with erasers

But alas it does not

And I never forgot

What it feels like to lose

How can I choose?

The path that is winding

Where contracts are binding

Even they can be broken

Perhaps I’m not meant to win

This life is too great a gamble

And my lies lay in a shamble

I will not change accept my imperfection

I tire of putting on an act and living in deception

I am all in this is my chance

I will die at the hand of romance

The final blow will be dealt

And cement the pain I’ve always felt

The sorrow that creeps up and chokes me

My tears kept under lock and key

Will anyone ever truly understand?

What it is like to always be dealt the same hand

The hand that looks good but never wins

The heart that is a cushion for pins

Parts are missing they cannot be filled

But my lips will remain sealed

I will lose gracefully

Because in the end the only person it hurts is me

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