Galaxy of multiplicity leaves me to wonder
and fall victim within my own
alien mind.
Welcoming an abduction to verdant fields
leading me to kaleidoscope rivers
leaving my body exposed for all to see.
Xelology nor Cereology can explain
the Constellation rainfall crystals
shattered beneath bared feet,
slicing through porcelain skin
Warmth left while the chill comes forth
Taking with it a blackened stare
Now full of vibrant rays
Universe in a whirlwind,
persuaded the world has come to an end
Hustle and bustle paused waiting
For some type of miracle
Panacea is non-existent
in my world so black and blue
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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