Raining

Clovers

Convinced life has no consequence

confident in the carelessness

I wallow in

winded I run rapidly

through stress and life's seduction.

Childishly I stumble over words and tongue

taken aback by the moment, and the moments I fear to come forth.

All for nothing as if a four leaf clover has found it's way into my back pocket.

Worry picking at my bleeding mind only to be replaced by a humble feel of confidence.

A peace to stop the bumblebees that flew circles in the pit of my stomach

shushing my heart that stomped painfully against my now aching chest.

Four leaf clovers sticking to my anxious sweaty skin even at my very best.

Happy St. Patricks day I know it's on the 17th but eh i'm a rebel.Hope you're feelings as lucky as I am.Thanks for reading. ;)