This House

So I build this house
Built out of marble and clay
With reaching towers
Gapping archways
Extensive lawns
Enormous fireplace
Epic bedrooms
Stretching hallways
Everything built to excess
Everything build to extreme
Every piece soaked in beauty
A place straight from my dreams
But the foundation was rot
And winds came from all sides
Tumbled down these towers
Ripping apart the banisters
Crumple in these pillars
Taking down the archways
Leaving me no place to run
To live inside this pile
This wreckage of this house
That I built to match you