The Seal

I asked for it. A simple plea.

And then the letter came to me.

The formal seal, a raised design,

said, 'Yes.' It made the future mine.

Or so I thought. The quiet spread,

a heavy blanket on my head.

The words confirmed, the path was clear,

but brought a different kind of fear.

The answer came, precise and cold,

a story now that must unfold

with heavy steps. This crushing weight,

the opened door, the sealed fate.