In ruins

you have ruined me...
you let loose your powerful hurricane
and the awesome force
knocked down and broke mysoul
how will I ever recover
how will I ever be whole?

my soul is left in ruins
running, looking in all the wrong directions,
bruised and broken
afraid to be alone
dusty and worn,
like the dessert, dried up!

can this city, the metropolis inside, flurish
without your sweet consistancy
without your liquid poision
in my soul, penetrating my veins?

I am lost, in this desolate place without you
 but in the haze I can barely see the light