The light collects and swirls.
Streams of red and white, all poisonous,
They start to surround me as I plunge into the atmosphere.
I know one breath could kill me, but
The picture outside is still breathtaking.
I'm still falling.
I will be the first person ever.
I will be the last person ever.
To visit Jupiter.
To see this wondrous sight.
I'm still falling.
This was my mission.
And even though I know I'll never make it home again,
The view outside makes it almost worth it.
*This poem was entered into the SciFi Competitions and Challenges here:
https://www.wattpad.com/583088741-scifi-competitions-and-challenges-june-2018
by @ScienceFiction. I'll make sure to post results!*
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Misty Poems
PuisiA collection of poems that I wrote. Some are short, some are funny, and some are sad. All are strong and bring emotion to the table. Hope you enjoy!
