A game of Tetris Jamie shen

you ve seen the light and build towards it. fifteen. the magic number. But each piece from the heavens rips a shred of your soul and gnaws your mind with madness. But there is no way back, for that is where death prowls in wait for your mind to falter and your hands to fall limp to your empty chest. But ahead lies damnation, married to lady luck, brother of sir victory and son of father time what is there besides nothing? no answer on the sighing wind, nothing, But to forge the path forward, with only fear ahead and regret behind. Until the finality of fatigue rips your will from your soul, your mind crumbles and It is done.