Happiness comes in shots.
Lips curving up.
Wrinkled eyes and a potato face,
Do not blame me,
If things go wrong.
1 down, and the world seems fine,
Growing old like fine wine.
I haven’t tripped yet.
I haven’t put the pain on reset.
2 down, I am smiling a bit now,
Thinking about his fake vows.
Hearing the song, a bit loud,
Hoping to vanish in that dancing crowd.
3 down, well I am on my way now,
In that paradise where even the angels bow.
Seeing the clock ticking faster,
Starting to sing my own little banter.
4 down, I am finally drunk,
The reality has finally sunk.
Can’t seem to think; giggles all the way,
That’s right I am happy right away.
5? I don’t recall the shot,
Just the temporary sanity I bought.
The chaos leads me to peace,
helping my brain to freeze.
Finally, I get to accept the imbalances in me,
Can’t see the marks stained on me.
Comfortably numb, I lie on the grass,
Waiting for the night to gently pass.