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Day 1 (3:29pm)
Glancing up at the stars,
through the hazy window.
Softly landing on the rock terrain,
the door slowly opening, a glance of mars.
"That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind,"
stepping on the dusty, grey ground.
Looking far into the distance,
not a single life form in sight like I'm confined.
I'm all alone,
silence is what fills my ears.
The only thing I ever hear,
is the breaths I take, I must make this like home.
Night 1 (11:43pm)
It's hard to sleep,
I've been awake ever since.
These thoughts keep running through my mind,
I hope my family is still alive as I slowly weep.
My hand shivers as I write,
it's so cold, I have to sleep.
I took another pill,
helping me drift off to sleep, good night.
(Part 2)
Day 2 (7:00am-3:30pm)
I arose with an alarm beeping-
piercing my ears.
Looking through the pack,
I didn't carry enough food.
I'm shortening my food plan,
checking the station in the ship.
"Crap!", I yelled, trying to fix it, failing to scan,
it's just getting worse.
Night 2 (7:00-8:00pm)
"I'm starving...I need assistance,
please just...please!", trying to get feedback.
"Answer me!", banging on the machine like a piston,
a tear drips from my eyes, to the hard, tile ground.
All i could do was think to my self, for a minute,
"I can't get stuck here, I just cant!".
Once I quickly punched down at my desk the last instant,
I run my fingers through my hair.
------------------------FINALE---------------------------------------
Day 3 (8:00-11:25am)
None stop belly growls,
all i ever hear in the morning.
I better get use to it,
'cause i don't know how long I'll last.
There's no hope now, is there?
my communication with the station is impossible.
So what hope is there to hope for,
if there is no solution to look for.
Was this my fate? to die on this-
rusty, broken, unfixable ship.
A ship on the moon with no-
possible rescue to hope for.
Night (7:41pm-past midnight)
Am I seeing things?
the monstrosity of an hallucination.
It's telling that there is a way,
a way out of this hell hole.
It's pointing at the medicine cabinet,
should I trust it? I'm not sure.
I want to see my family again,
so I followed that unreal monster.
Was this all it took to-
see my family again? I hope so.
I collapsed, lifeless on the floor,
there was no way of saving me now.
I could see the light,
two shadows, who is that?
Slowly started to appear as my-
wife and child, they had frowns attached.
"You left us to die!",
what do you mean? I don't understand.
"Earth collapsed, you didn't save us!",
I tried, there was no way of getting home.
"Good luck being with us anymore!",
wait, what yo- no! no don't leave me alone!
My body shifting into another dimension,
flames surrounding me, is this hell?
Glancing up at the stars,
through the hazy window.
Softly landing on the rock terrain,
the door slowly opening, a glance of mars.
"That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind,"
stepping on the dusty, grey ground.
Looking far into the distance,
not a single life form in sight like I'm confined.
I'm all alone,
silence is what fills my ears.
The only thing I ever hear,
is the breaths I take, I must make this like home.
Night 1 (11:43pm)
It's hard to sleep,
I've been awake ever since.
These thoughts keep running through my mind,
I hope my family is still alive as I slowly weep.
My hand shivers as I write,
it's so cold, I have to sleep.
I took another pill,
helping me drift off to sleep, good night.
I'm sorry for the delay
I went into a miserable state for about 3-4 days and i didn't work on the poem at all. I'm fine now so hopefully things proceed as normal.
Day 2 (7:00am-3:30pm)
I arose with an alarm beeping-
piercing my ears.
Looking through the pack,
I didn't carry enough food.
I'm shortening my food plan,
checking the station in the ship.
"Crap!", I yelled, trying to fix it, failing to scan,
it's just getting worse.
Night 2 (7:00-8:00pm)
"I'm starving...I need assistance,
please just...please!", trying to get feedback.
"Answer me!", banging on the machine like a piston,
a tear drips from my eyes, to the hard, tile ground.
All i could do was think to my self, for a minute,
"I can't get stuck here, I just cant!".
Once I quickly punched down at my desk the last instant,
I run my fingers through my hair.
------------------------FINALE---------------------------------------
Day 3 (8:00-11:25am)
None stop belly growls,
all i ever hear in the morning.
I better get use to it,
'cause i don't know how long I'll last.
There's no hope now, is there?
my communication with the station is impossible.
So what hope is there to hope for,
if there is no solution to look for.
Was this my fate? to die on this-
rusty, broken, unfixable ship.
A ship on the moon with no-
possible rescue to hope for.
Night (7:41pm-past midnight)
Am I seeing things?
the monstrosity of an hallucination.
It's telling that there is a way,
a way out of this hell hole.
It's pointing at the medicine cabinet,
should I trust it? I'm not sure.
I want to see my family again,
so I followed that unreal monster.
Was this all it took to-
see my family again? I hope so.
I collapsed, lifeless on the floor,
there was no way of saving me now.
I could see the light,
two shadows, who is that?
Slowly started to appear as my-
wife and child, they had frowns attached.
"You left us to die!",
what do you mean? I don't understand.
"Earth collapsed, you didn't save us!",
I tried, there was no way of getting home.
"Good luck being with us anymore!",
wait, what yo- no! no don't leave me alone!
My body shifting into another dimension,
flames surrounding me, is this hell?
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