The Astronaut

May 23, 2012
By hellothereimawkward BRONZE, Lindenhurst, New York
hellothereimawkward BRONZE, Lindenhurst, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"There's daggers in men's smiles"


They had just started fading when I added to them.
They stopped me from fading.
Fading into the background,
Fading into darkness,
Fading into hopelessness.
I was an astronaut lost in space.
Stranded.
Alone.
Like little slices in space and time
Their red rivers created Galaxies and solar systems,
Planets and stars.
Bringing back perspective on how very little I was,
Sitting on my bedroom floor.
They breathed life back into me.
Awakening me with every drop.
Bringing me to my senses,
I begin to feel again.
I’m no longer fading,
And neither are they.



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