Destiny is just a word
of simplicity
that is abused like a drunk ****
my words are angry
and as the door shut
she walked
silently
cat and mouse
violently
"Get up brown haired woman,
you're lipstick is smashed
Go vaporise your alcohol breath
in a dark black hole where you are trapped"
I'm lost, and as I wonder
I stumble upon a white owl
magnificent and winter-like
He speaks
Wise and serene
I begged him,
bury me deep underneath the frozen snow
where destiny cannot reach
He denied my proposal
But promised me destiny instead.