The sky is clear now! I thought.
Oh again, this storm,
Destroying my cottage warm.

Building blocks, falling down,
It's all clattered on the floor,
Bringing back my memories sore.

Recalling the time building these took,
With the blocks, I'm falling too.
To save myself, what should I do?

Oh, the agony of reoccurring misery!
I have nothing to fix this matter.
I can't help but watch it shatter.

With each step, I bleed, I'm hurt.
I thought I could handle it well.
When it's happening again, I cry, I yell.

Building blocks, falling down!
Someone help, oh! I plead.
Please cover the wounds that bleed.

-Aditi Hayaran (Larkspur)