Life's Gamble Poem by Anthony Daniels

The slot machines in my mind are going haywire making lots of noise but I just can't seem to hit the jackpot.

My life has been a game always having different out comes day by day i gamble a piece of my life away feeling more and more empty.

An empty slot machine set farther away outcast from the others due to being unable to deliver on the level that is up to par with the others.

No matter how many times I run out of money like a puppet im like a moth to the flame I'm drawn in no matter how hard I try I'm steady gambling my life away chip by chip spin by spin no matter how many quarters I put in i still cant hit the jackpot.

A chill flows through my body down to my last in quarters now.
Why do I continue to put myself through these petty motions.
I go all in grinding my teeth together anxiously full of desperation and anticipation.... I need this so bad I need to hit the jackpot.

It's a longing acceptance this world-this life, everything is a gamble. We live in an imperfect world where everyone is looking to be perfect.

That one jackpot that makes your body tingle but once you get it you blow everything all at once now your back where you were in the beginning of the game.
Do not collect 200 pass go the game is over.

There is no more happy hour you will never win until you disconnect from the machine and take a look at life there will be a grand jackpot filled with all that you poured out into it until you stop playing that sad old game.