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Life with an Alcoholic
I never really had a chance, but that was the chance I was willing to take.
To know when I started, hoping for first would be a mistake.
I could settle for second or third or fourth either way that was the race.
There was no chance I would ever win first place.
At first, It was different, the fine print did not appear.
It was signing the contract that it became pretty clear.
By then I was consumed by the illusion that one in a million could be me.
I wouldn't still be running the race if I knew I should be free.
Running down this path feels safe and secure
but is that really all I am put here for?
To know when I started, hoping for first would be a mistake.
I could settle for second or third or fourth either way that was the race.
There was no chance I would ever win first place.
At first, It was different, the fine print did not appear.
It was signing the contract that it became pretty clear.
By then I was consumed by the illusion that one in a million could be me.
I wouldn't still be running the race if I knew I should be free.
Running down this path feels safe and secure
but is that really all I am put here for?
Published 3rd Nov 2016
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