My Ballot

I cast my ballot for Destiny My dreams halted My mind behind bars An inconsolable thought I greet Destiny with a tired smile Destiny stares back at me. She perseveres. We meet in the middle Of a fog Hand outstretched, overfilled with serenity I am solemn Solemnly tranquil as our hands intertwined I live vicariously through Her We are linked by the Fates. Our lives. No longer separate or singular Thankfully and longingly I regret my monotonous life. A life without myself Without Destiny I slip my ballot past the gate. I vote for my future.