Imaginary Friend

Imaginary Friend

A Poem by Final-Karma
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I died for the lie of tomorrow.

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I died in the arms of possibility 
Separated by strings and needles

Controlled.....

By things that don't exist
Useless words written in bliss

Do you see me now?!!
My heart spilled for the cause

Ha..
It's funny..

Because after the fall,
Turns out I was a puppet
After all...

© 2018 Final-Karma


Author's Note

Final-Karma
Thank you for reading. Another small piece from my mind on thoughts that don't matter.

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Trueeeee!(Sorry for the generous amount of vowel). Literally, anyone with voices or imaginary friends in their heads can relate to this. While they're on the reign, we can never control them. After all, we're the servants, not the master. The realisation just taken me aback.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Final-Karma

1 Year Ago

Well said! Control is only a sense of the mind. We are all instruments that play to the whim of some.. read more



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That first line is super strong. Thank you for sharing!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Nothing like finding out you were duped. Well done.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Final-Karma

1 Year Ago

You are so right! Thank you.
Wow... I love when I come across a piece that says so much, in so little! You accomplished that in profound fashion! We all play the fool at some point. Excellent piece.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Final-Karma

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much! You're reviews have been refreshing and insightful!
Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)

1 Year Ago

Your poetic perspective is refreshing as well.
Trueeeee!(Sorry for the generous amount of vowel). Literally, anyone with voices or imaginary friends in their heads can relate to this. While they're on the reign, we can never control them. After all, we're the servants, not the master. The realisation just taken me aback.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Final-Karma

1 Year Ago

Well said! Control is only a sense of the mind. We are all instruments that play to the whim of some.. read more
Dying in the arms of possibility...hmm. I interpreted this as fallen very hard in the arms of something unsure. The strings and needles are a result of the sheer line of such foggy clarity. When lying on a canopy of comfort, we feel sure that it will support us through our journey of relaxation and place faith in that. However, when we take the risk of falling into a world held together by strands then it shows one's hopeful outlook.

Control. Powerful term. After this fall, it does make sense to feel bound by what enabled our decisions. As I stated previously, that hopeful outlook is a great viewpoint. However, when we place too much faith in something that’s unveiled as different from our beliefs then disappointment is inevitable. Often, one may be so inured, or hardened, from such disappointment it’s irrevocable. Those who are the most jaded held the most hope of them all.

As always, I enjoy interpreting your work. Hope I wasn’t too long to review due to so many read requests I received in a day. This was a great write, my friend. Great read!


Posted 1 Year Ago


I really enjoyed the way this is written, It is also deep.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Final-Karma

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Abraham Kureshi

1 Year Ago

You are welcome :)
Deep thinking, thought provoking and dark, with a twist. Good read.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Final-Karma

1 Year Ago

Thank you!

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Added on May 23, 2018
Last Updated on June 18, 2018
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Hello, I am Final-Karma. I dabble in the known and unknown. Please read my work and let your minds be expanded. Feel free to message me, I am always excited to speak to new people from all walks of li.. more..

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