An Astronaut Without Purpose

this is a poem about how it feels to have no purpose.

Floating in dead space

Stars no longer align

Pressure builds like a bass

Can't move in a straight line

 

Floating in front of the sun

Can't reach with my hand

Can't be someone

Moving through a barren wasteland

 

Floating across the galaxy

An astronaut without purpose

Removing the helmet would be a tragedy

If only life was like a purchase

 

Floating across the universe

A destiny too far to reach

Life couldn't get anymore diverse

An astronaut on the breach of extinction

Author's Note

The last line of the last stanza is off on purpose :)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the flow of thoughts leading to logical ending.
"Life couldn't get anymore diverse
An astronaut on the breach of extinction "
The above lines. Realistic view of life and ending. Thank you Hale for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote