I got just one move left,
Only one chip
remains at my side,
and I am just playing
it out,
I'm playing myself out,
who knows about tomorrow,
who cares about tomorrow?
who's afraid of the morning after?
There's always one move left,
there's always one more shot,
today,
deep in my heart
to live is what matters,
I'm much older than I was
the last time I stopped
to think about it,
I have lived
sometimes intensively,
and sometimes things
were so different from
the way I wanted,
but much better than
any of my worst nightmares,
and the only thing I regret
is the time I wasted
at a certain point in my life
thinking about the things
I hadn't done before
and the beauty of all this
is that I am finally learning
to allow myself to live

© Eytán Lasca, 2007