random writing things for me to jot down before i forget

the terrible truth of probability and the false hope it brings

grab my hand,
take a chance,
flip a coin,
one last dance.

even if i know how it all ends,
i'd do it again, i'd do it again.
even though each time takes longer to mend,
i'd break myself apart again.

and even if i turned back time,
i'd do it all the same,
one more flip,
one more dip,
hoping luck's on my side this game.

(alternatively, doing something over and over again and hoping that something will change, even if you know it won't.)