Crumble

Years of building an unshakable facade

Came crumbling down in an instance

Of misjudgment and creeping anxiety

To return to what once was

Precarious resolves and shaken foundations

Will not define who I’ve been

This entity formless yet full of rage

But am I really in control or am I slave?

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