House of cards

Held together by edges so small

Yet standing so grand and tall

A house of cards a metaphor for life

Dreams stacked so high

Yet so fragile and brittle

All it takes is a little

Gust of wind

To cause the cards to cave in

It exists in a constant state of “what if”

As little as a single draft or drift

Could cause the structure to fell

Just as it takes one decision for a dream to just become a story you tell

Wishing maybe it wasn’t fiction

Life held together like cards by friction

A string of choices placed together like the cards that make up this house

One choice leads to another and a million choices to get to now

It’s a delicate balancing act to make life obey your will

Possible but with every decision harder still

Maybe your king placed next to a queen

Or maybe it was all a dream

Maybe you slipped up and found a joker in your queen’s place

All it takes is one bad day

If you try to put your fate in your hands

You are the only thing allowing your house of cards to stand

But if give up this control you’ve been clinging to

You might find your dreams come true

Maybe in ways unexpected

But now held together by more than edges

If you let your dreams rest on the foundation

Instead of building your grandiose card nation

You’ll find life so much more fulfilling

You won’t be the master of your destiny and you’ll have time to be killing

Because the foundation is all that matters

Hard as you may try, you can’t write your next chapter

Not alone, it’s too much for you

Making your own house of cards is far too difficult to do

Best to leave it to trust

Enjoy the moments you have and invest in love

These are the things that matter

Because eventually your house of cards will shatter