Roll The Dice Part 1 Poem by William Mowell

Roll The Dice Part 1



Regrets I've had my share, but I'm through with that
Ace and King haunt me, in a twisted game of blackjack
If I win I loose, and If I loose I win
I already lost you, so I go on a whim

Winner and I lost it all
and now its last call
I spend it all on tequila, to forget about this girl sheila
Now I'm on the Vegas strip, and I'm starting to loose my grip

Reality sinking faster and faster
I wish I could just ask her
To take me back, but I'm scared of the answer
This pain in my soul it eats at me like cancer

I've found freedom at a disastrous cost
I can't get her back, I can't bear another loss
I hear shuffle up and deal
Beat by a full house, is this real
I've sank to nothing and then to hell
Came back for awhile, just to go back in the shell

Now all I got are the baddest boots this side of the Mason-Dixon line
Its all I need, I walk the line, and I'll be the one to buy the wine
Another round I'm rich as a bitch
Sitting high as a broom under a witch

I see the flames engulf me as I roll the dice
Loose it all like one of those blind mice
This roller coaster ride is making me sick
As I find the one who lit the wick

That started the fire that engulfed my life
Walk up to him and reach for the knife
The guards tackle me down and take me around
And as they walk away I had to make a sound

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William Mowell

William Mowell

West Palm Beach, FL
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