My Sweet Karma

Hidden

Oh its begun. The blaming. The tears. The heartache, regret, forfeiting, and unanswered screams of why.
She cut you. The world gracefully warned you of this. Sooner or later...it has begun. The shakes of loneliness becoming reality. The whispers of a soft voice as you finally rest.
Oh it's a sickness. Not a curse. Just a bug.
She isn't going to be far. Never was. Look at these countries. These people. These living few. Eyes are recognized as calm. Still shining bright in case they choose fear as the way out. Broken by choices they annually regret passing on another day.
Whichever direction they choose. It's their option. Like you. Karma...she's turned her attention on you. She's capable. Believe that warning. Like the poison of the sweetest apple, she will hurt. Somewhere. If not you or who you hurt...somewhere. She has allowed a few go on, living with death himself, at the door. However, she wont allow the right to stay right forever. Arguments between broken love.
She can be ruthless. The lies. So small to us...can impact an entire side of a family with a bored, sluggish flick of the finger. Crush any mistakes passed. Take names as she waits until the show is over. Yeeeeeah...stills sticks around after that first massive hit. Stealthy right? Not quite. You've never seen her. Never will.
She's on no side. She will throw you to wolves for careless mistakes. Give you front row seats to those who stood before you...or at least attempted to. She will bring you back from your lied paved walk. Yet wont let you see the mistake as a lesson. Shoot she's made movies in peoples heads...strong examples of what happened last time.
Covering it up? Oh she will bring fear. She will bring regret.
However...she takes a small liking to a deaths end. When she turns that attention towards you, do not fight her. She has questions as well as answers. Karma is not the strongest one on the roster...yet I've asked "why is she on it?" Exactly. I said she passes some with death knocking on the door...she knows who deserves it and death watches her choices. We know. Only when it's time will he arise. "A Schedule of Time". That's a sad truth. She is the truth. Some have her in their corner...she waits. Stepped on toes of your biggest spirits. Laughed as the rude and nasty felt bad for once. Cried with girls who hurt from a broken heart. Turned the tables. Soft as butterfly wings, sends you back to yesterday. Capabilities she doesn't have to show in the open.
She can be sweet though. Showing you who's nasty because of your recovery. You're watching them realize who wont follow that. Loneliness. Or what path she was rooting for on your behalf. She doesn't have to warn you. If she's sweet enough...she gives that same peek. Yet wont give the right answers out right. She likes right. Safety...freedom. Care and support. The right...the wrong...and the just. Dont run away from her. Dare make her chase you...it will get worse.
However...aim to use her, just for your gain...she will be back. It will be your turn. Her direction shifted at you. Daring you to make that move. Shed that unruly tear. Exposure.
That's Karma. The sweet. The poor. The right...and the wrong. The minds biggest challenge. The eyes most viewed network. And the hearts most leveled friend. No enemies. Right back on her side when work is done...yet cant take that memory off the mind. Give it the right amount of time. Don't do what she wont warn you. Do right...she will leave one day. Dont forget her though. She will be back.

  • Author: Hidden Poet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 11th, 2018 19:02
  • Category: Surrealist
  • Views: 18
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