Chances, Chances

Round and round

To and fro

Through this crazy maze we go

Twisting, tumbling

Falling down

Puzzling sights and eerie sounds

A deep blue pool 

Labeled “Misery”

Is slowly suffocating you and me

Chances, chances

One. Two. Three.

From the maze I try to flee

Darkness falls

My lip quivers

Confusion causes the unshakable shivers

Vivid colors 

Flashing lights

Chances always lead to fights

Running, searching,

Trying to get out 

Still you’re begging, “One more round”

Take my hand

And drag me in

My misery only begins to begin

Spinning, dizzy

Dazed, confused

Chances always leave the heart abused

Still lost 

In the maze of debt

If you give to many chances, here you are kept.