I stood where shadows blur the line,

Where fate and choice entwine and twine—

A table carved from time and doubt,

With silence thick, and stars burned out.

A single chip clutched in my hand,

The weight of worlds I couldn't plan.

The dealer smiled with knowing eyes,

As if she'd seen all loss and lies.

This wasn't cards or dice or wheel,

But something deeper—sharp and real.

A risk of self, a dare of soul,

To trade the part and reach the whole.

To love again despite the scar,

To chase a dream that sleeps afar.

To write a truth no eyes have read,

To speak the words, I’ve left unsaid.

The rules were few: no turning back,

No aces stashed, no exit track.

Just one small breath before the fall,

And hope to rise—or not at all.

I tossed my fear into the night,

And felt the dark lean into light.

For every gamble, win or lose,

Becomes the life we dare to choose.