I opened the airlock and stared into the blackness of space.
It's cold on my skin as the look of blue and purple creep up my fingertips.
I hold on to the latch and try to maintain my gravity.
All it takes
I breathe in no air.
One Step
I've told myself over and over. If i step out i'm never going back..
But how will i know?
WHEEZE WHEEZE
If i never step out then i'll never know what could've happened.
I take a step-step-step out.
cough
wheeze
cough
I take a step-step-step out.
Starman save me.
wheeze
And crawling on the planets face,
Insects called the human race.
Lost in time.
Lost in space.
And meaning.
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 10:09 AM UTC
I opened the airlock and stared into the blackness of space.
It's cold on my skin as the look of blue and purple creep up my fingertips.
I hold on to the latch and try to maintain my gravity.
All it takes
I breathe in no air.
One Step
I've told myself over and over. If i step out i'm never going back..
But how will i know?
WHEEZE WHEEZE
If i never step out then i'll never know what could've happened.
I take a step-step-step out.
cough
wheeze
cough
I take a step-step-step out.
Starman save me.
wheeze
And crawling on the planets face,
Insects called the human race.
Lost in time.
Lost in space.
And meaning.
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