Catastrophe
I watched my self-built forte as it fell into a massive destruction.
My cries grew louder as I saw my fragile mental stability collapse.
The walls I've been building around me tumbled.
It's like the most pivotal block that held it together was confiscated.
Taken away from me.
Worst thing about it was that
I didn't have the power to stand up once again.
I succumbed to my catastrophe.
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This poem is based on a small part I wrote in my book, "Insincere Veneer". The idea was inspired by my best friend, SihamFeilat . I hope you enjoyed this one. Thank you for your support and love, lovely people! ❤️
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