Feeling a dryness filling my sinus, altitude ascending, rising mile highness in the quietness and silence.
Incline scaling side of this piled detritus, climbing mountain of vileness just to see off this island.
Blindness fills irises seeking lands and their tyrants, kingdoms fighting incited by shining diamonds; but all eyes can spy is skyline's vibrant twilight, clouds bathed in violet, stars aligned with waves riotously violent.
Wrote this one a little over a year ago and somehow forgot to post it on here