All this time I've thought I have been cheating death, Life has been cheating me. It hasn't been treating me Instead it has been defeating me Beating me and hating me. Berating me, deflating me and making me its bitch. Taking its time torturing me, but fortunately this game has a clock on it's scoreboard for when life gets bored it can look up at the shutout it has against me and see the seconds tick away knowing it has played its best best game ever and I wasn't a worthy adversary.