Untouchable

When Death Blows You A Little Kiss - Dark Phoenix Apocalypse

By Dark Phoenix ApocalypsePublished 5 years ago • 1 min read

I am here, I exist

Reality as I perceive it

This is my world

However I make it

I control it all

Rule it with a fist

I can’t be torn down

However, I can be twisted, convinced

Tell me I am dead

Death of the anarchist

Tossed upon a shadow

Blackened and burned

Risen from the ashes

A Dark Phoenix spurned

Riding the black rainbow

Into that perfect storm

Strikes me with lightning

Fills me with rain, still I want more

Hit me with your darkness

Hit me with your pain

I can take on anything

I will remain

UNTOUCHABLE

What was, has been razed to the ground and in its ashes the rise of a much darker version of myself.

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Written by Dark Phoenix Apocalypse