Destruction... 2/5

Kneeling, back straight, arms making the sign of the cross, head tilted, I wake up from a long trance.Tears of blood in my eyes, I look up and a scene of apocalypse greets me. Buildings reduced to rabbles, trees torn from their roots, dead people all around. Gaps in the ground. In the red sky, vultures fly low. I reach into my smouldering mind and hear nothing. No voices. And somehow, I know I am responsible for this senseless destruction. In an unguarded moment, I have unleashed my frustration upon the world around me.
Madness has claimed me, at last.