Running down the moonlit street
Heart pounding faster than feet
Eyes deader than rotten boughs
He knows not the path he chose
Life is a house of cards
Built upon sinking sand
Come on and blow, baby
Bring it crashing down
Teardrops flood blurry vision
Her arrow aimed with precision
Screams echo unto the weary night
His body shakes with so much fright
Life is a house of cards
Built upon sinking sand
Come on and blow, baby
Bring it crashing down
Numbed hands tighten and ungrip
Knowing now there is one last trip
Misty breath exhaled with life
His gaze falls upon the knife
Life is a house of cards
Built upon sinking sand
Come on and blow, baby
Bring it crashing down
One deadly quick slash to end it all
One savage stroke to complete his fall
Fingers reach out calmly, taking hold
He prays to the Gods for strength to be bold
Life is a house of cards
Built upon sinking sand
Come on and blow, baby
Bring it crashing down
Pain flashes as steel slices flesh
That day's memories begin to unmesh
Breathing slows as heart beats cease
His last thought was "Finally...peace"
Life is a house of cards
Built upon sinking sand
Come on and blow, baby
Bring it crashing down

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Valnuary, in the year 388 AF.