A Compulsive
Gambler's Emotional High
If I only know
Friends are true
The suffering would
finally go
Should have ended a long
time ago
Feelings stored always
being ignored
The stored up feelings
inside
Always wanting to hide
Not letting them out,
Not getting them out,
Let emotions flow, see
my glow
Will make me a better
person someday
Friends to listen to
what I have to say
I collapsed one
enchanted day
Feeling empty in every
way
The final straw
Another person's
wavering style
I cared so much for to
long a while
Not knowing things have
changed
My whole life was
rearranged
The past year was so
lonely and sad
This person wasn't
really very bad
Racing heart, crying a
lot
Collapsed with
overwhelming emotions
inside
I would have eventually
died
I opened my heart to
people who cared
I fell apart and finally
shared
Endless years wasted of
stored feelings inside.
Once a compulsive
gambler realizes the
truth about their
addiction, emotions
over whelm their
thoughts.
Expressing
themselves helps in
the recovery. The
poem is very clear
in how they felt
about their
addiction. They also
realized that they
had their problem
for a while but
never did anything
about it.
Retrospect is very
common among
compulsive gamblers.
