Down, down, down
You spiral into unspoken words
Which echo of gears grinding
Because the oil is never
Changed in a broken ship
Turmoil churning in the invisible
Argument with only yourself
A peaceful silence
To me is deafening to you
How can screams be so quiet
How can neutral be
Best case scenario
Half the time
While the rest is lost
To the vacuum of space
Alone
In your mind
Lost in constant orbit around
A planet far from home’s
Today and everyone who
Didn’t know tinted helmets
Reflect their own smiles
Oh, you’re alright! scorching
Like suns into the suit
You constantly weave with patches
Emblems worn by veterans
Who’ve no choice but
To pilot a broken ship
You don’t even know how to land
I’ll never know how brave
You are every day when
you defend me against
you when you defend
you against yourself
Every single day
in never ending
autopilot