Tarrot

The card was the 9 swords,
I swear I dreamt it,
Its lingering in my mind,
The potential is drastic,

Fear is creeping in,
It says death is on its way,
Should I be afraid,
Or should fear be afraid of me,

If this was to be my last then I should at least make it great,

This one is dedicated to all,

A sweeping wind will blow,
A treasure under my pillow,
A heart of gold, broken and cast,
Aside under roots,

Healing the sickness,
Mending the times,
Making love together,
Promising greater lives,

In all my life I learnt nothing,