Like years past my memories have risen
And played out in front of me for your viewing pleasure
They dance
I crumble

Shotguns loaded and pitchforks raised
They throw rocks at my window in hopes I will come out
I hide
They wait

My walls cant withstand another blow, my windows are cracking
Headfirst out the glass strewn pane, the fire and flames break my fall
With my last breath I'll cry out
You've won