KARMA DYSLEXIC

Psychological karma dyslexics...
Some are cursed to an inevitable opposite.
Murder for love.
Lies for trust.
Natural born contrarians.
Forced to bury our hearts in the sand.
You'll remember the day well.
3 foot graves.
Crudely drawn smiley faces for markers,
waiting to be washed away by the rapidly approaching tide.
Along with tomorrow.
Pulled into that filthy lake,that caught fire once.
Around here,water turns to flames.
It's amazing we don't stand out like neon beings,
against a grey washed world.
Or perhaps we do...
Normality clears a path wherever we walk...
And wherever that may be...
Is the wrong direction.
Choices are over analyzed.
Decisions to be carefully dissected,
are butchered.
The cuts received in process bleed...
But the blood spills blue.
Scars spell the moment in detail...
and we are forced to remember,not only it's final outcome,
but every other possible one,
in every minor dimension existing.
Oh how I wish I could explain...
Insults for wisdom.
Thievery for kindness.
Even writing this,exposing slightly,our world...
May very well create another broken cycle,
for this karma dyslexic.