Chaos or Design

" Many have an image of me, but few get the picture."

By Zaina Starr

Things happen to us throughout our lives either by chaos or design, it's all the same in the end. It's all clear to me now, what the heart wants. Everybody pays as they go, receipts will always come later. Someone to kill the spiders.

There is a wrong place and a wrong time. There is a beast, and we all feed it. My mom didn't raise a quitter. I learned to swallow my pride, as long as it's not poisonous. That's what I live for.

I write down my worries and them to the wind. It's all my thinking, needing, listening to the promises my friends exaggerate. I dream of a time it never was for me. All of this made me believe in unseen powers. That's how I learned to put the past behind. I learned to differentiate between matter, life, mind, and intelligence, my secret for survival.

We are all under the same sun. Between the moon and me, from time to time, it's very, forgiveness, and momentum leading to forever and a day.

The devil is in the details. It's a human thing, my shadow life, uncommon pleasures. You get what you need. You give what you're given. Could have, would have, should have. There is only up or down.