The game of Fate.

I play this game of life, just like anyone.
Draw a card move forward.
Draw a card fall into despair.
Close my eyes to see how deep.


Every scar i have is a badge.
I survived.
Though my scars, i hold deep.
Because they won't show in the light.
You can see them if you tear me open.

And the wheel in the tower turns.
The crystal ball shows all.
Though nothing is set in stone.
It's still a big detail that i can't hide.

I ran from this life.
I thought i could escape the cage.
Freedom was the biggest lie i bought this time.
In this case.

I found myself running for safety.
But where is safe?
When i feel threatened in my own home.
Then i fire off in every direction, knowing i will hit.
Knowing the chaos will grow.
I give it life, feed it oxygen.

And the wheels of fortune stopped.
The sisters smile upon me.
But i felt it as a frown.
For what i ran from, i climb the mountain to become.

Loving the madness, how shameful.
Loving the death, how disgraceful.
Loving my enemies...

And the wheels of fortune begin to turn again, at the beginning of the next round.
And they spin another unavoidable truth.
I wonder what cards i'll draw this time?