i bet on black

i bet on black
and almost lost it all
never seeing how attached i was to the outcome
until i began to fall

into the abyss of your despair,
your plans, and your deceit
too late for me to climb out and save myself
instead, you made me complicit

to the plans you made
for your expiration date
so when the day finally came
all we could do was wait

but I couldn’t wait anymore
I had to bet on red
before the sun rose and set
before you’d do the things you said

i hope you’re happy now
you even got to say the last word
thank you for showing me, in the end,
who and what you really were.

We’ve Run Out of Kindness

we’ve run out of kindness
and compassion somehow
the world just seems
too distracted and enraged
no one can tell the light
from the shadows anymore,
most of us feeling
alone and betrayed

what is there
to live for each day
when all of us struggle
to find a bit of good
in everyone we meet
everywhere we go,
all of us just wanting
to be seen and be understood?