Shattersphere (Acrostic)

Shattering the sky with my wings
Here I am, no longer
Afraid of the pointed ends of your
Tattered stars – like scissors which
Tore at the seams of me
Erupting emotions
Rioting, bubbling up like
Shattered volcanoes within the
Particles of my soul
Heaving toward an
Epiphany
Reaching
Escaping

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