I’m over the moon
Watching the various colours of my planet as they change and intertwine
I’m over the moon
As my feet sink in deep pitches of ash and blood
Blood?! What blood?!
I’m over the moon…
Here comes the hail
Tiny snow needles puncturing my skin, where my nerve buds are active the most
I’m set on fire, by the electrifying sensation screeching down my chords
Eating at my bones
I scream so loudly, terrifyingly
My voice is devoured by the vast, black, empty, space
Here come the waves
Crashing at my spine
I forcibly kneel, tilting my head, fracturing my back
My immobility consumes me, and the pain
I’m over the moon
Watching the various colours of my planet as they change and melt together
My eyes are fighting for vision across my muddy tears
Mixing with my blood, sweat, ash, skin, and fear
My lungs try not to collapse, inhaling the molecules of destruction oppressing me
As I’m over the moon
Watching the colours of my planet as they lose their properties in each other
Dispersing into an unknown
