Dizzy, falling, cannot see...
All the forces... where they be.
Pain contorts the face I wear,
I can’t see them but know they’re there.
Less energy than I’ve will to move,
Nothing left to say, to prove.
Yet I stumble blindly through the abyss,
Need to escape, it’s bottomless...
Karma laughs, she points at me,
She claims this is my fatal fee.
Confusion sweeps me off my feet,
Darkness comes and takes a seat.
I cannot move, I cannot feel,
But I know this pain is very real.
I writhe, I run, inside my mind.
I stagger on with pain I find.
But it’s too real, it’s not a jest...
I cannot run, I cannot rest.
My mind is refuge to me no more.
Karma has stabbed me at my core.
Her brother frowns, yet cannot cease,
his sister’s horrid fatalities.
Nor does he try, nor can he ever.
He’s pledged neutrality, throughout forever.
Karma's vengeance and Time's sorrow
Just btw, Karma's "brother" is Time, in this poem and in many others I make.Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
