Addiction by Karen

A precious day off

The weather is fine

After housework and shopping

The day is all mine

I could work in the garden

Or meet with some friends

But here’s where this tale

Of normality ends

You see, the lights beckon me

Back to the place

Where I lose all control

Lose my money, lose face

Music that lies to me

Suggests a big win

Just a little bit more

That’s it, put it in

My hands start to tremble

Eyes blur, I feel sick

Guilt, hate and hopelessness

Cut to the quick

Life used to promise

Now I’m out and right down

Curse the blighted arrival

Of poker machines to this town