Really Nice poem my friend, I am still struggling to meet up here, I hope you see this short poetry.

Destiny called
but I was in mourning
poetry my love
castrated for nothing
world says only the white collared survives
no place for artists, adapt or die
doing something else never felt better
what a funny joke, I will be doing it again never
the world was proud of me
but I was empty and tired of me
even the strongest of all, pain humbles
but I am the weakest of all, oh! pain crumbles
fate brought me here
will life end here?

thank you for reading.