A girl named Karma came running thrue the forest
branches breaking under her boots
her hair glowing in the sunlight that escapes thrue the leaves of the oak trees
a golden gold in all the green

the grass is lime and the taste in her mouth sour as the fruit
on her head is placed a crown of flowers
they smell as spring but look like summer
red like the apples that grows in her garden
the garden that surrounds her home on top of the universe

here she spends her life in the cold air surrounded by winter
here she isn't the princess, she is the queen
a beautiful queen with beautiful scars cut by knives
eyes ****** and bold like stones

she herself is an open wound
like the screaming song a fallen bird sings
when it has left the nest and has to follow its own voice

A girl named Karma
like the myths of the fairies
she is beautiful, skin pale like marmour
and eyes standing out in her sharpened features
her jaw tightened as she walks towards the storm and takes what is rightfully hers
to save her people from the enemies in an armor of bones
the bones of the monsters under her bed

They called her Charlotte
as in “free man”
a royal name from The North
that was their biggest mistake…
...they should have named her Karma

A girl named Karma came running thrue the forest
branches breaking under her boots
her hair glowing in the sunlight that escapes thrue the leaves of the oak trees
a golden gold in all the green

the grass is lime and the taste in her mouth sour as the fruit
on her head is placed a crown of flowers
they smell as spring but look like summer
red like the apples that grows in her garden
the garden that surrounds her home on top of the universe

here she spends her life in the cold air surrounded by winter
here she isn't the princess, she is the queen
a beautiful queen with beautiful scars cut by knives
eyes ****** and bold like stones

she herself is an open wound
like the screaming song a fallen bird sings
when it has left the nest and has to follow its own voice

A girl named Karma
like the myths of the fairies
she is beautiful, skin pale like marmour
and eyes standing out in her sharpened features
her jaw tightened as she walks towards the storm and takes what is rightfully hers
to save her people from the enemies in an armor of bones
the bones of the monsters under her bed

They called her Charlotte
as in “free man”
a royal name from The North
that was their biggest mistake…
...they should have named her Karma

The fallen son; the first to suffer
Glorius serving heaven
Glory bless the mightiest
Cast down till the earth beneath

The ones of free will; Adam and Eve
Unable to estimate the cosequens of their actions
Was chained by the word of others
Freed by the fruit of Eden thrue the serpent

No redemption offered
Forgiven: cursed to never be
The freer of man
and the one to walk the earth

Named shared between devil and son
Named shared between devil and son
Lucifer; the lightbringer
Named shared between devil and son

Destiny shared between devil and son
Destiny shared between devil and son
Chosen by God to be neglected
Destiny shared between devil and son

wish for a wish
?
no.
not this time.

fireworks -
before dawn

they too
need none

I like it more
when
skies are mine

no. I am yours

can you be one?
first time – last time?

eye to eye with a lone star
guided by a mantra  
Lokah Samasta
…

Oh bike
do take me home
please

under a plum tree
or make one
for me
in the sky
upside down

fruitless winter branches!
are these same as the shape of your roots?

allow me then
to plant us in the blue
where that star shines
thrue

a galactic bulge
pulls me inside a spheroid
and centers
to where breath runs
along colorful lines

I sleep - I dream
I am awake

a white dove
to doves
doves to pitpat s

as if snow
a heavenly scent
flourishes curlicue bells

the unwished
converts the gloom
returns a gift
made of
the glowing yearning
of a phleum

for a new morning sky
made of a bloom

gifted  
to us
by
Bloom.

Simple minds have more Room for Wisdom That travels through Time. Possibilities open to More than a complicated mined Can Achieve.  Believing Is the key to Simplicity.  It opens the mind To the magic of time. To a complicated mind Time can only go forward and backwards. To an open mind It can take you anywhere, Sometimes Reaching the other side in a blink of and eye. A complicated mind Can only see on the inside Or outside of the space it fills. it cant See What's In between Because they're too busy thinking About What's not happening Instead of believing in what can.🤔🤔😀

In a moment its all gone
In an instant all is lost
Do everything you can to keep
Keep insanity at bay
Convince yourself that your not crazy
To no avail all has failed

Try as you may
You cant avoid your future grim
Truth is your already there
Pampas in your contrite little way
You make your eneptyness known

Come let me convince you
Let me help you see
Let me help you bleed thrue the truth
Let me help you find your flaw
Come let me conceal you

Happy are you to hide
Happy are you to run
Happy are you to cringe
Happy are you to bend
To my will happy are you

Ill bleed you an ocean of love
For you to hide your pain
An ocean calm smooth as silk
A ripple in your hate
An ocean tempest ruoph as sand
A ripple in your fate

Broken heart tapped together
Pieces of your love
Broken soul sown together
Pieces of your life
Broken mind stitched together
Pieces of your pain

Comforted by the indignant
Captivated by the incredulous
Confirmed by the ineffable
Condemned by the individual
Contrived by the inescapable

Your heart is numb for lack of need
I'll teach you to feed thine own greed
Your mind is numb for lack of  not
I'll show you for what with to be kot
Your soul is numb for lack of seed
I'll reveal you for us simply to let bleed

In your field of vast decay
Your body there forever will it lay
On your mountain of highest devotion
Your soul will forever be in persecution
In your valley of phaltless plunder
Your mind there forever will it wonder

In the end I can not help you
For you know not what you've done
All is gone in the blink of the eye
In your retched little world shalt thou dye

For one to see the true side of me the darkness inside cant bare to hide the rage i feel bearing thrue my vains, these voices in my head are driving me insane. Cant stand the pain but it gets easier as life goes by i look back only once to wave and say goodbye, all i got left to say is FML happiness will never be my part in life, I always tend to add another scar with a jagged edge knife my one and only true friend, they all say that my world can be a sin besides the one who stands by my side nomore tears left to cry. One bullet to my skull, all these people left me to die.