Weathered
Blasts jet with resistance true
Spiking miles above my head
Raging ages surge right through
Begging me to fly instead
Pea-soup greens splash in the sky
Behind roiling charcoal force
Even angels question why
Disdain never bleeds remorse
Brace to cut torture's caress
Tremulous treads guide me on
To proudly fight doom's distress
Until flesh gets rendered gone
Piercing spikes of sand shred skin
Kicked about by tantrum swells
Wailing like a violin
Harpies toss exhaustion spells
Cartilage snaps in my chest
As my sails get torn to shreds
Earth's soil greets me back as guest
While rolling, the murk embeds
In the chaos sparks appear
Stirring up like bits of dust
To pull me away from fear
Energies consumed by trust
Lifting from my weathered shell
Up through the heart of the storm
No tears as I bid farewell
Nestled in my divine swarm
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