This poem was literally written in less than three minutes. I know this for sure because the song that inspired it is just over three minutes long, and I started half way through it and finished before it ended. “Undone” By All That Remains, in case you’re wondering what i was listening to.
It’s coming apart,
Falling apart at the seams.
The design never made it past start,
Crumbling now into broken dreams.
Hopes of success crumble to dust,
Grand plans now tattered and lost.
Things said we thought we could trust,
The lies told hold the steepest cost.