I’ve been on a losing streak, waiting for my troubles to recede,
nothing I do turns out right,
I struggle to perceive it, but I can’t see the light.
I’ve been dealt a bad hand,
and, playing the game, has lost its luster,
I feel so alone, even in the company of others.
Everything is overwhelming, an assault on the senses,
I get up, only to get kicked down again.
Danger lurks everywhere I’ve been,
it bothers me now, what could have happened,
it stops my heart for a second, and freezes my soul,
when bad luck will catch up to me,
I don’t know.
I’m afraid to take a chance,
even though, I know, outcomes are random,
I’m a slave to circumstance,
there’s nothing I can do, to make things go my way,
each day, lately, has been an accursed day.
The wheel of fortune, spins around,
there’s nothing left to say.
What I win now, I will lose in other ways.
I need someone to tell me everything, will be okay,
because, I can’t twist the arm of fate.
I will hopefully survive, as the wheel makes another turn,
will my prayers, and petitions be spurned?
I’ll leave it, to a higher power, no sense taking it so hard,
when I bite into the sour.
I just can’t win, but I’ll get by,
even if I sometimes cry,
with a bruised heart, and philosophical mind,
eventually, my tears will dry.
This losing streak, will end, some way, some time.
And, I will be fine,
it’s waiting that is the hardest part,
waiting, for good fortune to start.
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