Life's A Game Poem by Tashi Coote

A game of luck..
Roll the dice, prepare to be struck
Strike a deal with the devil, pray to your gods..
And roll the dice and face the odds.
two sixes equals suicide
 two ones will make your sanity slide
5,2 you will be swallowed by pride
2,4 There is no safe place to hide
Round 2, have you digested the loss...
You sold your soul for a wasted cause..
No time to sob, no time to cry, time doesn't pause for anyone..
Roll again, see your prize... Lost your life
Life's a game you cannot win, no way of cheating, .
Lost before you started, forced to participate, slowly consumed by hate..
With every day, the dice are thrown away.
 Their numbers reveal the fate, of this lovely day..
My patience has ended, i want to quit, i go 'all in'
 I hope I lose, the odds are big...
The moment of truth... I win
The demons laugh and cry at the same time...
This time i won... yet somehow i still lost...