Tarot Readings and Dream Interpretation

In real-time I take stabs and fall unto my knees look at my wounds

And figure if there's something that fix

Submission and cloudiness forms

But my true intentions are unveiled when sleep and let all unfold

She stands in the middle of intoxication and danger

Overwheelmed by a possesion causing blindness and red flags

And yet she dismisses all the signs

She grabs a knife and tempts the demons that she does not understand

Reckless mind controls a body to silence its pangs of pain

And in all confrontation she simply grins.

Me.

Suppressor in parallel dimensions never allowing blood to bleed

Never allowing ego to leave

This poem is about: 
Me

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