~dealers Choice~ Poem by Jeanie Leyba

This is real, this is my life
A damned soul searching for light
Born into a world that was
Cold and dark as deepest night

The hand that was dealt
Was my cards for life
A loser hand that left condemned
A life of torment with no winning hand

All my blood, sadness, pain and sorrow
Wasn't enough my cards read
That my loser hand would also
Leave me crippled in the end

Taking what life I had ripping it away
From my souls core
Leaving me helpless, leaving me weak
Leaving me destined to a hand that can't be beat.
💀BROKEN187SOUL 💀
Copyright 10-04-08