She handed me a red dice.
If you're gonna run
She said,
You better run from
yourself.
You'll chase bliss,
Win your life,
Strangle fear
And conquer
heights.
But don't roll the dice
For just anything
quite.
When you're out of profit
An empty wallet
Ready to make a promise,
You'll find it
in your deepest pocket.
It will let you start anew
Like a star in a barren sky
You'll fly again
Perhaps even soon.
Just remember that
By the millions of odds
You got here in time
To be yourself.
No more
No less.
And so you
Do what you must
But you better do it right
There aren't too many dice throws,
Given here in life.
And so
I rolled.