A/N: I honestly have no idea where the hell this came from. It’s just a little poem about House…flinging himself off the roof of the hospital... I think I’ve been reading a little too much Poe. ;)

(Oh, and as a side note, this rhyme scheme was really hard to keep with. As you can tell, I am horrible at rhyming. Oh well.)

Frozen wind threads through my hair,
Grey from shadows of despair
This is the last time, I do swear;
Pain will end.

Princeton dies beneath my feet
Before I die against the street
Limp arms welcoming the sweet,
Sweet relief.

An escape from all the pain
That has burned straight through my veins
And has seeped into my brain
Silently.

Now I pry my blue eyes open
And I find an asphalt ocean
To be littered with bones broken;
My gaze drops

To this ledge on which I’m standing
As I contemplate my landing
With the fullest understanding
I will die.

I can see my blood already,
The excitement's slightly heady;
Hades calls me, I am ready
Do it now.

So my gaze shifts off the ledge
As my foot moves off the edge
And from my lungs I finally dredge
One last breath.

I hear the crack against the pavement,
Passers by gasp in amazement
At the dead man who will lament
Nevermore.

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