Day turns night,
night into day
years of passing moons,
abandoned space
White sands now
dead beneath my feet
Midnight skies,
where diamonds lay,
serenity begins to fade
Musky air strangles
taunting breaths
Smell of death near,
eager to cave
Phantom flames dance,
wavering blessings
Black holes materialize,
wonderland bound
casualty of anguish
Swallow hard,
taken by the monster within
Songs of battle flow
make believe triumph
freedom rings
Ugliness suspended,
spectral light shines
August heat rises
Hysteria exposed,
stripped to the bone
Leap of faith taken
Graveling in the night,
Phoenix wings take flight
born again even in
my darkest crimes
About the Creator
Jessyka Peckham
Never too old to start an adventure! Learning to love the things I enjoy and being brave to share! Always on the move, mind always ticking, and being true to one's self
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