*               *           *                   *                     *      
        *          *      It seems like the stars glow brighter    *           *        
*                                                      ­                              
           *    *            When I'm sitting next to you               *             *    
             *                                            ­                        *        *        
   *      *  But waiting for you seems like counting the stars          
                      *                         ­                                  *                 *
       *          *            Pointless and lengthy                     *            *
                    *                  *          ­          *               *              

i get mad
no
i get furious
because of what you've done
no
because of what you haven't done

A world of wonder and possibility
illuminated by the light of uncertainty.
The adrenaline rush of taking a chance
only to lose it all by the cards in your hands.
It's a dangerous game to play if you choose;
to roll the dice, to win or lose.

Place everything on the table.
The higher the stakes, the more exciting it gets.
Your mental health entirely unstable
until the others call their bets.

The roll of the die, the shuffle of cards capturing your attention.
Debt fluctuating by a single move; silence strangled by tension.
Fancy beverages surround everyone
enlightening the experience more every time you finish one.
A simple game based entirely on luck,
and when you are losing, you don't give a ****.

But it only takes a little for your luck to run fully dry
and for you to lose everything in a silly game.
With no money left for the chips you need to buy,
nothing will ever be the same.

I’m not afraid of ghosts
But I don’t like the way things linger
Like laughter
Or cologne
Or the feel of your skin on mine