Spoken Word; Snake Eyes

Snake Eyes
There are times that I question and I inquiry,
To what I've become my dear love of mine
As I have aged beyond the dreary,
And you have aged as such fine wine

Now I sit within a box,
The invisible one that holds me tight,
I can't get myself out of these ropes even as I rock,
They tether me worse even as I pull and struggle with all of my might

At times I feel even more useless,
I am not sure how that actually can be done
Pushing and pulling as well as doing my best,
It's for not as they all laugh at me their run

Everyone passes by at a quicker pace,
I've never been one to truly care
Amazing how the rats always win the damn race,
I'm left behind with a slit wrist, throat, wounded back and no other fears

So what have I become??
Why am I so jaded??
I can tell you some,
To the point as I am faded

This world has taken from me time and time again,
I have given to all for no price
Then I've found all of the black mail around the bend,
As EVERYONE looks for skeletons or uses your confidence as their lucky dice

So kiss those two die and make that throw count,
Hit the wall of the table with a grin
Know that without anything to hold over my head you're lost the betting amount,
WE called it Vegas because WE used to commit so many sins.

Copyright 4-26-2011 Stacy Perry

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like this poem. My father love to gamble. He would bet on anything. I don't gamble because I saw poor old dad die with nothing. I like your poem. Life seem to steal from us and leave us broken. Hard to find reason and purpose to keep going. I like the ending. Life is a gamble. Sometime we win and sometime we will lose. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Bhavya Kaushik]

Yet they are spoken words, but still they have this subtle rhythm in them. Very powerful and poignant it is!

[Priyankaabhilaashi]

Good one..!!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Portrays deep feelings of being used and cast away but ends with a strength that will never die.