Every time it all seems to be working out
Life will just go back to the way it was before
Good days, and bad ones
Joyful days and sorrowful nights
Waking up every day
To the same grim reality that never seems to go away
Death here laughs there
A mind-boggling muddle,
One that you can never solve
In a moment everything can change
From bubbly glee
To painful despair
It’s all become quite wayward you see?
note: i wrote this as part of a 77 word weekend writing prompt for sammiscribbles.wordpress.com
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