Devastation
Looking up,
all I saw was destruction.
Who knew that nature could destroy itself.
Something so beautiful,
is now a wreck.
So much devastation in a matter of hours.
Water, so much water.
You can hear it tearing everything apart.
A place so beautiful,
is now gone.
Walking through there gave me hope.
Fresh air.
Flowers.
Butterflies.
All dark thoughts went away.
Vanished.
In a world full of madness,
this was my escape.
While I walked,
These black thoughts turned into a wide spectrum of colors.
It was my shelter.