[i won a new life]

I don’t like gambling so desperately,
the problem is I can’t stop me.

I hit the button and spin the reels,
the euphoria now I can feel.

I hit a bonus, this might be the one,
the one to undue all I have done.

I now know I’m in to deep,
all the money they get to keep.

Deep down I have to accept,
living with thoughts of regret.

The biggest win I ever had,
feels like nothing when I feel sad.

Why can’t I stop clicking my mouse,
when I know the winner is always the house.

When it’s all done I feel some relief,
then I try to get some sleep.

I’ve been up for three days,
thinking of ways,
to get what I crave,
to gambling I am a slave.

[vera]

I just want you to know that this poem has hugely contributed to my decision to quit the madness gambling brings.
I could have written every word myself….indeed I had to check to see if it was you , not I who had written it.
I wish you freedom from the slavery.

[gabria123]

Very good!

[gabria123]

Vert strong poem! Thanks for sharing.

[slotjunkie]

Very good poem. it is very emotional thank you for posting it.

[markwi27]

This is great!Very emotional

[markwi27]

This is great! Very emotional…

[dwight]

great!

[shashinicka]

Very relatable one. Let’s be all free from the slavery!!

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