Space Cake
Weightless, floating away in uninterrupted time
Living life in moments as they come my way
Travelling in space and counting the fallen bodies
Meteors and comets just shooting away
Trying to travel in a straight line
But, the showers just don’t stop
They leave me stranded and off course
Forcing me to take a hit from my junkshop
A rattled voice and piercing breaths fill my neck
While obscurity takes control over my brain
Darkness is this only word for this frigid vacuum
Making me unaware of my loss and what I stand to gain
But I keep floating away endlessly
The constant ticking of time is my only solace
There is no attraction or repulsion of any sort
Just time and space which are innately lawless
Unbound and without strings I make my way
Like I’m galloping in the old days of Rome
Tossing everything to reach the footsteps of your shrine
To make the same prayer again, please come home.
A motorhead and a voracious reader, Siddhartha (Sid) is perpetually trying to find a balance between engineering and creative writing. All of his heroes have killed themselves and that's why he believes he'll also lose his creativity if he loses his intoxicating sadness. But, that doesn't stop him from having a good time. Whenever it's bad he always returns back to the Shire and has fun with his Hobbit friends.
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