The Orb

The crystal balls lied.

It was dark inside

Lack of light.

Out of sight.

But not out of mind.

Still a process to come back to life.

High as a kite.

Or a cold turkey.

Atheist or “my lord have mercy”.

We all approach the same demise.

It is just that I thought I found a silver lining, a reason, a ray of hope in your eyes.

But the crystal balls lied.

They told effort works;

They told a conversation solves everything.

Mediation is the answer.

All locks have a turn key

But now we approach the end.

Lost to make amends.

Lost: aren’t we all?

All scars with stories,

All silences carrying pain.

This reality is strange

Our truths never change.

At least I can say I tried

But then the crystal balls lied.