I didn’t trip like you would
On a jagged sidewalk
I surged into darkness
A mission lacking intent
Like demolishing an ideal home
Shifting from a world of crisp air
Unforgettable sunsets
To the devastation of a mind
where doors rip off hinges
Plates meet the yellow wall
Mockingbirds silence
And the breeze takes cover
Held in a vacuum
Battling for release
Hush surfaces
Light cascades
Wind billows
A world reclaimed
The lush of the grass
Tickles my bare feet
The earth that swallowed
Released
What I know of darkness
Is in its aftermath
Light shimmers
The mundane extravagant
Gratitude, it swells
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Author:
Katie B. (
Online) - Published: May 30th, 2026 06:29
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