A Teacup Full of Stories

Hi there! I hope you enjoy this poem that I wrote this evening, and please leave any feedback you might have in the comments. Thanks!

If the foundations

Of my sandcastle are brittle and crumbling,

And all the grains start crying

In rivers trickling from the turrets, an

Upheaval like an earthquake from beneath

As the waters seep through my futile defenses,

My moat filling and overflowing with the salty waves,

An inevitability from living close to the sea, don’t

Tell me that it would have been better

To build myself on some more solid foundation

When sand was all I had.