Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Lost (in Space)
Readying, running, racing, accelerating,
Then shooting off as a rocket shoots into space
Into the cold, blinding dark abyss
No light to guide you,
No bird songs to warm you
No touch of love for you.
Magical moments forgotten,
Lingering, loving lullabies fade,
Sweet sentiments wash away.
Soaring above invisible clouds,
Wondering, wandering, searching,
Tears fall from the piercing cold.
You miss the irritating angry rain,
You long for the buzzing bee;
Silence and emptiness envelop you.
Their tentacles embrace you;
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
The blinding blackness resounds everywhere.
They begin to flow in your veins,
Mixing your senses together.
Your head is getting lighter,
Your soul, forgotten;
Everything is fading…