Karma's Throne

I’ve already received my return from karma. Yes, it’s no big secret. It’s been done; big time. And I continue to live and breathe through it. So, what were those incidents not so long ago that wrapped karmas thread so tightly around my finger? Well, that’s not for feeble minds, I suppose. However, I know now how karma works; she has shown me her ways and I am here to speak of them.

Karma, that little spirit that lives out her wretched ways by giving us a taste of our own bad medicine. The incense that burns like the Catholic candles of Patron Saints. It is Ms. Karma that once envied the lust that I lived a handful of times in the wake of a few taken men; when I made a heartfelt decision that still haunts my mind, body and spirit. Then again, when I was involved in an aspiring relationship; that one that was once the fiancé, who then became nothing but a figment of many fractured female hearts. Ah yes, once bitten and twice shy, Ms. Karma grasped my life with her venom that has tortured me for the early part of my adult life; and still she continues. Karma, is a powerful thing…It’s just too bad we only learn of her ways whence we are grown and the seeds of youth have already been planted. It’s always to soon for Karma’s throne.
~K