again

It's almost like I've been here before, the fear, the paranoia, the excitement, the anticipation, the dreams but most of all the disappointment. It reminds me of that hand I couldn't fold, the hand I bet it all on... and lost.
Yes, I've been here before, I almost ran blindly down that very same street, again... but this time I can lay the hand down, I can get away from it before I put in too many chips and I'm commited to seeing it through. Thing about these hands is you want to play them, the temptation is always so strong to play our favourite hands, the hands we usually get lucky with, just toss in the chips and see if you hit the flop but the price is too high to gamble and I know that now, now I can walk away.
If I hit the flop with this hand though I stand to win it all, her heart, the happiness and the companion I crave yet every instinct is screaming that I muck it and move on, Is that the fear? ghosts in the closet? Is it really there or am I just a coward?
Something says play on, The rational mind says fold, instincts say fold, common sense says fold, the odds say fold and I'm not yet commited, I can fold, I can get away from it but will I?

Our demons define us

The cliche "a chain is only as strong as its weakest link" is synonymous with this as in within our society no matter how great the good that we do is, it is the bad which stands out the most, it is the bad which is remembered and which becomes our legacy.
Why do we all cater to a society which strives to limit and deprive us? Why do we follow stupid unwritten rules that rarely if ever benefit us? Why have we all become mindless sheep just being led by media?
I refuse to be dragged down into it, like Marilyn Manson said "I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit" I'm gonna do what I want to do and if my legacy is tarnished then so be it, fuck society and its mindless sheep.