I built this house
of cards
used my own two hands
to build it

used a poor foundation to
begin with
so it collapsed like London bridges

I was the only witness
of its self destruction
pieces falling
falling pieces

falling fast asleep
on pins and needles
sleepless nights and
helpless feelings

feeling done
stacking each and every one
one by one
the shards of
broken hopes and dreams
have just begun

building freshly
from the
ground up to to make
things level
the Ace of spades
becomes my shovel

so then I'm
shredding and tearing up
the floorboards, cupboards
hardened dry wall apart

some come
some go
the door is open
you may not stay
for long

If I had the chance
I too would depart

yet I reside within
those four fragile walls

welcome,
to my
house of cards...