Crumbling World
CRUMBLING WORLD
My world was good
with you beside me day by day.
Together I was certain that we could
beat the world, come what may.
I revelled in the situation, heaven-sent.
But then, no explanation as to what it meant,
you simply slammed the door and went.
So now my world has crumbled like decaying wood
16th June 2019
Crumbling Rhyme Contest
Sponsor - Dear Heart
Copyright © Bryn Strudwick | Year Posted 2019
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