Walking towards the sun
Breathing the remaining air
Am I going down or up?
Flying rocks won’t provide a way
Passing by what I think are asteroids
Floating in zero gravity
Home is left behind in the past
Light years away I’ve traveled
Towards the space vast
With no heat inside the dark matter
I miss their sounds
I need to hear a voice not mine
Colors are rare without solid ground
I need to hear a voice not in my mind
I’ve gone far far away from home
It’s hard to say if I’d go back now, right?
But I want my life to return to how it was before
Maybe I’ll just shut up now and close my eyes
After all, no door can be found in this darkness
I can’t just run in case the space swallows me
I smile as one memory emerges
I was a boy staring at the bedroom ceiling
“Pull up your blanket now, little astronaut.
The sun will rise again tomorrow.”