I know they say it takes time
To even make a rhyme
Such sadness, developed from much madness
I gambled with all my money,
Money that was not even mine
Time after time
It wasn’t a victimless crime
And now I don’t even have a dime
No gambling to run to, no life to return to
What can I learn, to replace
This all consuming, endless disgrace.
They say it will be fine,
Somehow to me, when I crossed that line
The only symbol I can see was the rapid decline of me.
Ah I just wrote in my thread that I don’t do one day at a time .. It makes me feel impatient when I’m counting game free days
Your poem however is saying to me … Don’t look too far ahead.. Make today the best today you can have, and do that everyday ..and then the future will take care of itself .
I love your poetry. I always find myself thinking and understanding a little more!