23 July 2012
Equally divided, put the test to the fates.
Slowly but surely it adds its weights.
Secretly marking all the days.
You make a single mistake.
Play the wrong card.
Conveniently falling upon a broke shard.
Lying turning into dying.
Karma remains hiding.
The dull lighting.
Hidden away in the smallest cracks.
Karma awaits the attack.
The moment you turn your back.
Thinking what a bitch.
Karma being its own snitch.
Closing wounds with a single stitch.
Nowhere to run.
To karma its just all fun and games.
Tying regrets to your fingertips.
The fates working to make sure you feel ashamed.
If you're lucky you'll only be given a few sips.
Or kiss Karma directly on the lips.
Karma • Opuss № I