Here come the pieces.

One by one they fall, as you put them order.

As the number of lines you've made rises,

the blocks rain down faster,

but your still in control.

You wait for the piece you want.

You think it'll be all over when you reach that goal.

But even after that, they still soar down like a never ending taunt.

faster and faster they come,

The clutter starts to build,

more and more focused you become.

Still, the screen starts to is getting filled.

Your up to your neck in disorder.

You don't know which block will be your last

Then you say to yourself "it's all over".

that block coming is down fast.

It's the last block,

of life.