One word dropped like a stone in glass— Now the cracks keep spreading fast You said it soft, but it rang like steel A quiet truth too sharp to heal I tried to hold the pieces tight But gravity don’t fight fair tonight What starts as tremor ends in flood— A single lie becomes all blood It’s a cascade—no turning back Once the first tile hits the track Trust shatters in a falling line And every break feels like a sign I watch the ruin from the shore Of what we were before Each ripple colder than the last— A future built on fading past It’s a cascade—no turning back Once the first tile hits the track
