Space Zone

SPACE ZONE This was a project done in one of my spoken words class. The topic was, space zone, gold figure! Spaced out, I'm to far gone. Gone from the existence of this world, from the common ground that I walk on; gone. Like air bubbles when they pop, like rockets that shoot's in the skies, your last breath before the lights goes out; gone. Gone from the world, I'm gone. In my space zone there's no need for time to live on, no chromes, no whips, the style of living is gone. I'm too far gone. Above ground where gravity has no power to pull me down in the world, gone, spaced out in my own zone. Visiting planets that's far from home, this solar system I travel on has it's beauty, something I never seen before. Burning stars, a period of time in the distance, far from earth, long ways from home-sweet-home; gone. Like a mouth of smoke leaving your lungs, I'm gone. So far gone, spaced out in my own zone, I'm gone. So far gone.