I like the feeling, the euphoria I get when I see the digits


    The odds against me, taking the risk


    The buzz I feel in my head when I do all the calculations


    My only thoughts at those moments?- I want it all


    Sounds greedy but so what , this is my high, this is my life, this is all I want


    Spend it, all who cares


    Everything in the line, so much to lose


    Money on the loose


    But that''s just me


    Wasted and drunk on this life


    It''s my dopamine rush


    My favorite high


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    Who needs God when you can have all this money


    Who needs that when you have the odds


    Don''t pester me with your so called religion I have bets to make and win


    I have odds to calculate, nobody stop me


    I''ll ignore that voice, the voice telling me to stop , telling me to give this up, telling me it''s too much


    I''ll mute that voice non stop


    Do you feel your heartbeat, hear how loud it is when all the odds are stacked against you ?


    Do you feel your hands shake!


    Can you feel yourself trembling ?


    You''re playing with the flames of hell and you know that


    When the odds are stacked against you and you lose


    You lost it all , you lost everything and now you''re starting to feel like you''re nothing


    Who''s gonna help you?


    I''m wasted, I''m lost


    Do i really need help?


    The aftermath of the dopamine rush


    What happens when you''ve lost it all and you''ve got nothing to show for it


    I feel like I''m dying


    Is this what I''ve come to


    Ragged and useless


    I need escape


    "No, you need help, My hand is here, out stretched for you"


    "Take it , I will help you"


    Who are You,why do You want to help me


    Who am I to deserve your help


    "You''re my child" He said


    I don''t know what it was but I felt it deep in my heart


    "Come now, hold on to me "


    I''m dirty


    "I''ll cleanse you"


    Can you really


    "Yes "


    I don''t know what it was but I took His hand and I held on tight


    He never let go and I never did to


    It took a while but I realized i don''t need that dopamine rush, that risk to feel happy


    I just needed His word and that was more than enough