I stacked you up so wonderfully.
Hand poised,
Fingers light.
Made a beautiful home to call my own. Yet it all so quickly fell apart. A
King and Aces lay dead at my feet, Slaughtered by my instability.
Murdered by the very hand who built a home and promised love.
Shuffle the deck,
Count the endless possibilities.
Ironic that hearts are my favorite suit, Yet I always pull spades.
Compose and begin again.
I keep building homes with cards,
Then become shocked when it all falls apart.

Standing in a puddle of gasoline, trying to get this ******* match to light. It doesn't matter what I do, in the end it's never right.

A scarlet letter brands my body, to match my lips of crimson red. Let me whisper poetry in your ear, and take your heart to bed.

Lay me down, I'll set fire ablaze to tame your tortured soul. Broken hearts never mend, a shattered essence can never be whole.

I'm standing here with this stupid match, striking it to spark. Always hoping to set fire, to what's hiding in the dark.