Aftermath

it’s the morning glory after the storm.
everything seemed to have been ravaged
except for the scorched earth
there’s no meaning of anything after all.
but there’s a solace.
in spite of the absurdity of the world,
there will always be warmth.
in spite of the logical traps, the guilt, and the shame,
you deserve a a piece of love.
it’s okay to fall.
rise again, over and over again
I hope the world will be kind to show you love again.

11.7.2022