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Pieces crumbling down

The world I knew is gone

The world I created was fragile

I just didn’t belong

So I built a new place

Crafted an imaginary home

Molded a life to be proud of

Shouldn’t have tried to build Rome

Harshness, darkness

Hatred, dread

Hissing, dropping

Bombs on my head

Cracking, ripping

Clawing, retreating

Covering, restraining

Calling, repeating

Pieces everywhere

Pieces here, Pieces there

They keep falling, falling, falling

And no one seems to care

Screaming

Crying

Recognizing

Emptiness

Asking

Masking

Increasing

Numbness

Gathering

Finding

Observing

Ruthlessness

Hoping

Expressing

Longing for

Peacefulness