On a Crash Course

On a Crash Course

I remember the days, i was flying high in outer space. 

A thousand lightyear per second pace.

I had no reason to; it was no race.

It was all your grace, my thruster, my ace.

Somewhere near Venus, I remember, it leaked. I felt the attachment between you and me, thruster, grow weak. I feared the results. Quickly, to earth i began with haste. Somewhere near luna, thruster, your thrust, i lost. I lost you, my thruster, somewhere. Now, i'm on a crash course. I feel the heavy gravity pull me. I feel myself burn. I feel myself breaking. I feel myself hating every single layer i pass, closer to doom, without you, my thruster. And now I have entered earth, I really am burning up and you are not by me as support. Somewhere in space, far from venus, you are wandering. Now, any moment, I may crash. Maybe in some days they'll see you whiplash by earth. I don't want you to lash by. I want you to hit me straight hard. Come and merge, whatever the pain, I will bear, because without you, my ace thruster, I, once a rocketship, now, will just be some rocketshit. A junk waiting to be disposed. So come now, my ace and fly me to the moon for starters. From there, lets plan on which star to greet and which planet to meet.