What Have You Got To Lose? Poem by Mark Heathcote

They say opposites attract.
So, why not perhaps take a
Leap of faith a chance
And gamble, take on the house.
What have you got to lose?
Could be all your dreams
Will be appropriately answered.
Or destitution is forcibly imposed.

So, why aren't you looking for love?
Why aren't you waiting for love...
Why aren't you, quid's up in love?

Could it be you've placed a jackpot limit on yourself?
Could be you don't favour the odds.
Could it be you prefer being alone?
Or simply don't have enough courage to evolve.

Maybe you've been burnt before.
Maybe you have no wish to even the score.
Or to even want just a little bit more.
But surely you know this lie
Is as empty as pie without a filling or a crust.

Privately you might be crying.
Internally even dying
So, why not perhaps take a
Leap of faith a chance
And gamble, take the lion's share.
Love is not a fairytale or a fable.
It's sitting with another sharing a meal.

A place at your table.
I'm tired of finding no answers.
I'm tired of imagining happy ever-afters.
I'm tired of just sitting alone by myself.
The silence that comes from a dead ringtone
Hoping that someone will just
Pick up the phone and remind me I'm not here all alone.