House of Cards

I won all my trophies In a blood stained dress Middle of the stairs I tripped, they stared Every step you take Is a cut in vain So realize before it’s too late The whispers, the laughing The screams, the war The phantom songs Playing in the background The world they created The life you believed in The house of cards Meticulously crafted Will burn down With you inside it 11/26/22 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 21 Mark Toney