Star Stealer

This is it, time to touch the stars


I hear the engine rumbling with anticipation, groaning with excitement


I feel the beat of my heart, the pounding in my head and the blood drain from my face


no turning back now, the wires are ejected from my trembling tin can, the new lick of paint cracking under the strain of gravity…what number are we on… 3… Or… 2


OH NO! I feel my heart thumping faster, my thoughts become jumbled


I gather my thoughts, my heart rate steadies


This is it, time to touch the stars



About craigcochrane1990

My name is craig but people call me Craigy. I don't really have any history of writing poems or anything remotely creative, it came from when I worked in a Creative Arts Organisation and someone noticed i could string words together beautifully, I feel that weaving words together into something amazing is something I enjoy doing and I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoy writing

Posted on June 16, 2011, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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