I am sorry Wind, for taking your grace and polluting it with harmful gases. Unleashing a disease within your immune system that can’t be cured with just time.

For altering the current that you had and pushing it away with the bombs that I have and intending to inflict a pain almost as agonizing as yours.

I am sorry Water for contaminating you and making you so dark with oils and junk, to the point where you look like a deep abyss within yourself.

I am sorry to the Fishes that I butcher and used to feed my family. I am sorry to the coral for turning your beautiful lively colors into a color similar to that of white chalk; a type of death that I would wish upon no one.

I am sorry Nature for taking what you gave me and leaving nothing for you to keep. I am sorry for burning, cutting, killing, and building without your permission. I am sorry for placing that scar that stretches across your whole body without so much as a thought of what you feel.

And I am sorry to myself, that I had failed once again at showing everyone how beautiful this world is. Instead, I have stained it with a smudge of red that is darker than the anger that it must’ve felt towards me.