The Buddhist prayer beads come off
I shrug them like a dress

I don't know what will happen next
Karma for me to follow
or am I paying for all this sorrow

Things that happened once before
Things I chose to ignore

What has gone wrong in my past
As I am now left aghast

I should chill out and let it pass
But I don't know for me....
What is best?

I'll take a while to contemplate,
maybe I should take a mate

Or maybe lay in solitaire
as I am used to what is there

Follow the path of what is right,
or forget the thoughts I have this night.

What I can do is see tomorrow
but for now, all these images I must borrow