Shattered-Glass-Wing

We build a house of cards, to shelter us from the storm, threatening to tear us apart from the inside out. Each breath harder to pull into our lungs, leaving us alarmed. Our thoughts over taken, leaving us with only doubt. Reduced to rubble, and disarmed. Catastrophic ends to the midnight lullabies, whispered on the winter wind. Left, forgotten in the constant cold. As if we have become blind. And not so bold. Our castle of hearts, crumbling to our feet. Our love desolate, aided by your deceit. We thought we had forever. But we have become secrets, best left in past. We use to be so clever, In another place were time did not move so fast.