Karma is a bitch

I guess this goes out to all those people whose hearts I have broken. Karma is surely a bitch and giving me a taste of my own medicine nowadays. Well… Not really. But I cringe in fear that it might and it’s eating my whole life up. I fucked up big time. Also the reason why I haven’t written for so long. Not only am I dull and uninspired… Well… How do I put it?

I guess somewhere along the way I lost my heart…

Somewhere between the scars, I became really numb…

I just lost the gusto for life I once had.

Hopefully I get it back again.

I try.

But maybe it’s karma to be in this freaking hell hole of a limbo.

Wait for me to crawl up.

For the mean time…



For the hearts I’ve stepped on along the way.