Word of warning.
Sometimes, when you are so connected to the lines.
When you are so wrapped and tangled in the webs that she weaves,
Karma works quicker than for the mundane.
Lives held on a thread, words and futures divined on a daily basis.
The lives we lead and the steps we take create ripples.
You fell head first into the water this time.
For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction,
but when Karma is involved, the equality is magnified and the opposition becomes similarity.
When you stand alone on the edge of the world, looking back....
You realize the only person in the world that understood you left.
At your own hand, and your own venom.
Glowing embers had been snuffed out long ago,
replaced with dwindling inertia.
Wandering aimlessly clawing for any glimmer of hope that may exist
your soul has been slowly slipping away.
How simple it would have been to throw the balance.
I've done it several times.
How simple it would have been to twist the strings or let one slip.
But a marionette i am not.
Your divinity was easy.
The sly smirk crossing my face at the taste of poison in the air made me realize.
She works faster for her children.
She works faster for a chosen.
I couldn't have predicted things any better,
and i couldn't have asked for a more sparkling outcome.
While part of me genuinely understands, and empathizes.
The other part of me is wicked and thanks her for sending retribution so quickly.
When you are so wrapped and tangled in the webs that she weaves,
Karma works quicker than for the mundane.
Lives held on a thread, words and futures divined on a daily basis.
The lives we lead and the steps we take create ripples.
You fell head first into the water this time.
For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction,
but when Karma is involved, the equality is magnified and the opposition becomes similarity.
When you stand alone on the edge of the world, looking back....
You realize the only person in the world that understood you left.
At your own hand, and your own venom.
Glowing embers had been snuffed out long ago,
replaced with dwindling inertia.
Wandering aimlessly clawing for any glimmer of hope that may exist
your soul has been slowly slipping away.
How simple it would have been to throw the balance.
I've done it several times.
How simple it would have been to twist the strings or let one slip.
But a marionette i am not.
Your divinity was easy.
The sly smirk crossing my face at the taste of poison in the air made me realize.
She works faster for her children.
She works faster for a chosen.
I couldn't have predicted things any better,
and i couldn't have asked for a more sparkling outcome.
While part of me genuinely understands, and empathizes.
The other part of me is wicked and thanks her for sending retribution so quickly.