three of swords
my mother called me a *****
three of swords
he said he loved me he swore
three of swords
he pushed me down to the floor
three of swords
i've turn rotten right to the core
three of swords
life has become such a chore

Your job was to lighten the load
But instead, you made it more burdensome
Uncovering the complexities of tragedy you instilled in me until this day
Uncovering the multiple ways you let me down to this day
But I cannot harbor resentment no longer
The burdens ever consuming; it is unfair
But life is simply a scale seeking equilibrium
Fighting violence with balance
I learn to let it all go
Let the triggering words float on the river
Watch them as they go downstream
Without them, I feel like I lost apart of me
Which I did it was my pain, which I've opted to forgive
You cannot have bliss without tragedy and not everyone fulfills their jobs like they're destined to be
You got out of this commitment scratch-free
Therefore I will no longer let it hold weight over me
This ten wands no longer burdens me

a coward holds the lovers card upright in his hand
told them both he’d take to the promise land
torn between two queens, all confused
didn’t want to leave any of them bruised.

a naive youngster held the fool in reverse
fell for all the tricks and games was the curse
she gave in full but took none, always came at second best
time wasted being used, finding out again she was just the guest.

From Hanged man to the Wheel of fortune To the Hermit card and the Moon,
Read between the lines of every Tarotcard I was the Devil waiting for his Chariot,
So that a soul could finally find its mate.