Karma

You smiled to my face as you worked so hard to set me up, laughing and waiting to see me demise. Weapons may form against me but they will not prosper. Vengeance is the Lords.

Now I have my popcorn and drink in hand watching while you slowly Kurt Cobain yourself. Now I see why my mom and grandma always told me to walk away gracefully.

Sometimes you have to step back from situations to get a perfect view. The tattoo on my ankle says, “God’s Child”. Still, I wish you the best.