Obsession.

Wrecked and tarnished buildings had to end.
As I looked up to the almost ablazed sky,
Reflecting into my eyes
An arch of colours that seemed to beautify us.

Felt the light breeze that picked up,
Gently brushed against my cheeks
Caressed, they moved into contact with my skin.
As I lay on the rampant area of the green grass.

Snap me back to reality.
Greyscale replaced,
You suppressed my fears.
Oh dear, you've coloured me.