Let me spell it

life is not this or that
life isn’t lemonade
life tastes like rubber
life is when shite hits the fan
yet you’re still able to see
paintings of wondrous talent, 
seas of sparkling memories
and skies that mirror your desires
life is when you slip and fall
it takes away a leg
but gives you an extra arm
life is not fair, it is treacherous
but it sure is one thing: 
a painful definition of adventure
with a sprained ankle or two
from overdoses of fun
and being a junkie of a drug
called, let me spell it, l..o...v...e
life screws us over
but it sure knows its way in bed