I'm much too tired to go on like this,
The will to fight, in me, is gone.
I can't see past the pain anymore,
Or the reason in holding on.
I'm not much of a betting-person,
But now, I think I'll let it all ride.
I'll count my losses and leave the table,
Once again on the loosing side.
All my chips are down now,
Its a gamble I'll willing to take.
My very life is in the pot,
Of this wager I will stake.
Its always been a long-shot,
That I'd come out even, at least.
I'd venture this is just my luck,
For me, the chance has ceased.
Life has dealt me a mighty cruel hand,
And its time I fold and run.
This game has lost its intrest to me,
So I'll just cash-in...and be done.