The Good Life (a poem)

Just when you think everything is going good

Bad luck is just around the corner waiting to strike

Like a lion stalking its prey from a distance.

It’s as if bad luck feeds off our good energy

And that energy is like a magnet that attracts misfortune upon us.

It’s funny to think that wanting the good life

Comes with the consequence of knowing it can be taken away at any moment.

3 thoughts on “The Good Life (a poem)”

  1. This was such a relatable piece…
    I can’t count the number of times I’ve felt like this; like I just can’t stop waiting for the other shoe to drop.
    Beautifully written, Erin: you’ve captured the essence of that emotion so perfectly.<3
    Looking forward to reading more from you!

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