I stared at the sky,
It was no longer blue,
It was red with the chaos that took over the world,
It was somehow beautiful in my eyes,
How could I see such beauty through all the hate?
Was my sanity wearing thin?
Through the chaos,
I saw love.
I saw hope.
I saw you.
YOU ARE READING
Torn Up Pages
PoëzieThese poems are something to make you feel. There's something for everyone. I don't know what to say. I hope you like them, but if you don't please tell me why. I know some are sad. I'm sowwy.
