Senile faith

The tornado has been unleashed within me, 
Never have I known such a destruction it could wreck, 
some directly , some indirectly 
Yet silently, swiftly and bereft of mercy 

Life yet drags on.. 
With havoc as the background 
tormenting agony inhibited by will 
Yet I clasp the senile faith. 

The senile faith, my cornerstone 
The linchpin defining my existence 
So severely scrutinized 
will either stand or I fall