Empire
I always thought I was unbreakable
just like the earth scattered with the ruins of temples who thought themselves to be immortal.
My empire built on shaky ground of validation
My sacred land turned to waste
I am cracking, my cathedral crumbling down
My altar of polished gold turned to rust
The devotion I once thought to be undying
Flowers that adorned me dying of thirst
The petals of praise that showered my altar drying out
A saint turned into irreverent
YOU ARE READING
I had so much left to say♡
PoetryI love writing (shitty) poetry, now you're gonna be forced to read it whether you like it or not ♡ P.S I do accept constructive criticism
