coincedences collide with strong wills and good lives
at times
once per month
per Littlewood
I as a fool believe
this section has no division
nor proofs
just faith and
predeliction

three wishes granted
stolen from the masses
I guess
I wished for
ten million
years of peace
houses and food  for all
water flowing
I felt odd
as if I might wish
wrong

She’s more fun when she is drunk
At least…until she’s not
Because she’s puking in the toilet
And regretting her last shot

She’s more confident when she’s drunk
Gorgeous and ready to score
Until she looks in a mirror
And feels even uglier than before

She likes herself more when she is drunk
Until that feeling goes away
When she is so far beyond gone
That her self-hatred comes out to play

She’s happier when she’s drunk
All her issues leave her brain
But they all come crashing back at once
And cause her so much pain

She likes the world more when drunk
It’s filled with so much good
Until one little thing sets her off
And she hates it all more than she should

She likes life more when she’s drunk
Her mind for once feels still
Terrified of losing that feeling
She soon wants to end things with a pill

But she can stop any time she wants
Or so she’d have you believe
Because alcohol makes her seem so happy
That is, until all her friends leave

when we kissed there was a spark,
you kept my heart calm,
your smile was my art,
i was happier,

wondered about your scar,
i am broken and in parts,
remember when we watched the stars?
i was happier, way back with you,

ain't nobody hurt me like you do,
but i know nobody could love me like you,
promise i won't fade away, not because of you,
if you do find someone new,

because i was happier with you,
your sweet words echoing my mind,
and i will smile to hide all of my pain,
but you don't know that i was happier with only you,

baby, are you happier without me?
does that someone new kiss you like i did?
but if she leaves you like all the others,
just know i am waiting for you to come home to me.

They looked both ways and chose a road.
The done deal was made,
They took the turn that couldn’t be reversed.

Looking back, they remember the weight;
They had to deal with it, they dealt with it, their own way.
Looking back, they retrace that memory lane,
Remembering the vivid yet the blackness it had obtained.

Thinking there wasn’t something better to do,

But to try and have some fun and just forget for a few.
Not bothering to remember the problems they’d have to face tomorrow;
Though just revel within the moment feeling carefree without the cargo.

But they looked around..
That’s when they see,
That it was then, did they realize,
The nostalgic, the void, that surrounded them like

Islands at seas.

It was then, did realize they were never really complacent at all.
Nothing but an emotion, that never really lasted long.
It was only till then, did they realize, that they got lost into the unknown,
Now they can’t find their way towards the place they called home.

Through it all, the journey continues on.

These past roads have led me here, but many choices are left to make.
Choose wisely the path you take, and just save yourself from another mistake.
Whether you like it or not, you can only accept the mistakes you made
And either learn or run from them.
Though either way,

Life goes on.