One more f*cking Wand
High Priestess reversed
Roses adorn my floor
Sleeping under Stars
Thirteen in fact
Am I dreaming
Each on screaming
Their light blinding
This is my chance to leave
Dream catcher
An omen
The plants I cared for returned to dirt
My touch
Poisonous
No more art to make
Only my life to take
I fell in love with a lie
I fell in love with the past
I fell in love with death
Five Cups spilled
Ten of Swords reversed
Never was Nine of Wands
F*cking useless
Never was Nine of Wands
F*cking useless
And with every shuffle of the f*cking deck
I lose more of myself trying to find meaning
Laying at the feet of the Queen of Pentacles
Like a wilted rose my head will be hanging
Strength of Ace of Wands, appealing
Comforts of the past, hard to leave
Stuck in perpetual grieving
Horrid reversed star my blessing
Last judgement