Three of Swords
The 9th story of ‘Divine Revelation’.
Lord bless my mind,
My mouth,
And my heart.
I reach for my cards and begin to start.
.
Show me the future
The present,
The past.
I’d like to see how long my patience will last.
.
A sword for my head,
My heart,
My body.
My eyes start to fill as my vision goes spotty.
.
I’m angry;
I’m hurting;
I’m biting through pain.
Can somebody please come and take all the blame?
.
Slice through my heart,
My heart,
And my heart again.
Today only three, but tomorrow perhaps the ten.
.
Lie on my face
As my heart
Starts to bleed.
Why do the bad things always come in threes?
About the Creator
annie harper
Just an actor from Central Queensland, writing some short stories and poetry. I hope you find one you like <3
TW: a lot of my work contains mentions of self-harm, suicide, death, abuse, and mental illness. Please be gentle with yourself.
Comments (1)
I love the integration of the meaning of the cards & your rhythm. Very relatable haha