Lost in Space.

You step out of the little metal box,
Gently falling until your boot catches the solid surface.

Condensation beads on the glass,
Your intake of air laboured from excitement.

The radio statics into life as Huston asks for updates,
Words pour out faster than they ever have before.

Seemingly weightless they float effortlessly,
But from your lips they are quickly swallowed by the void.

I know that frightens you,
But have faith.

You had to go,
To find yourself amongst the stars.

Never feel pale in comparison,
Because as you float up there. .

You shine the brightest.

“Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.” – J.R.R Tolkien


I Am Me.

I am Prideful.

I am Promising.

I am Strong.

I am a Slave to No Man.

I have put the gun to my head and set it back down.

I am half a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of whiskey.

I am a silent lullaby in a dark room.

I am the glow of a computer screen.

I am Growing.

I am an Uncle.

I am not Sorry.

I am a Wish in a Fountain.

I am a Bouquet of Flowers and a Pushed in Chair.

I am the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

I am Odin and Thor.

I am Wod├źn.

I am me… and that’s okay.