I guess these happy times are over.
I no longer own that four leaf clover,
’cause just as everything was going right,
It turned wrong in broad day light.

My heart wept and cried and ached,
It try a smile which was forced and faked.
My body fell and crumbled as it lay.
For it felt as if today was my last day.

’cause my heartbeat echoed and trembled,
While its core recharged and reassembled.
My body capsized, left with no hope or wonder.
No need to do either about the future.

- E.A.F