My Planet’s Colours over the Moon

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