Karma came knocking on my door today, she really did not have that much to say. She spoke in the form of a eulogy, It didn't say much, but it was plain to see. It was for a stranger that I used to know, another life before I had to go. A forgotten dream from a distant past, a realization that we're not made to last. It made me think about mistakes that I've made, about the things that I didn't say. Was there anything I could have done, to make things good between everyone? Were there any words that I could have said, to make things different in the lives we've led? Someday I'll have to join him on the other side, and there's no way that I'll be able to hide. I pray he understands, I pray that he'll forgive, this other stranger with a different life to live