Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

the fool

you asked me to lift a card from the deck
so that it could sift through the stars in the
universe to reveal a tiny speck
of whatever my destiny is to be,
truth wakes up and walks along, confronting denial
as the fool i will endeavor to go to great lengths
and through self-imposed trials,
to find the strength absent from my hand
i’ll outline a path not treaded before,
through existential wastelands
burning away in my head
leaving my heart as heavy as led
yet steadfast my soul will be and be bled
of the smoke that chokes me at the core

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