> ## Content Index > Fetch the complete content index at: https://nathanleegreen.com/llms.txt > Use this file to discover other available public pages before exploring further. # Marriages Like Rockets - URL: https://nathanleegreen.com/marriages-like-rockets/ - Published: 2018-05-19T15:13:42.000Z - Updated: 2018-05-19T15:13:42.000Z - Author: Nate Green - Tags: family, marriage, #Import 2024-01-17 02:37 Marriages like rockets Launched at distant planets Everything necessary To propagate new life, new families, whole new worlds Greater than the sum of its parts Spreading like waves Part of a hurtling cloud Other rockets, satellite souls, come and go Making kids now New lives joining in Rockets become stations Serious now, plans, goals, not only survive and grow but win Rocket’s getting rocky Bumps, near crashes Resources feeling strained Tensions rise, maneuvering asteroids, gases, disasters Hurtling through emptiness Tiny metal box Pressure feels too much Any day it’s going to drop or pop from these knocks Suffocating can’t breathe These other people need so much from me This can’t be the life I was meant to lead Supposed to be an astronaut, not a machine What happened to the life I dreamed I’d live and be and do and see Taking so much out of me Can’t pause, but can’t proceed Explosions out the window First one then the other And a third and another Falling like shattered comets, you start to wonder If they can’t make it work Those beautiful ships outside (We were at their wedding, so perfect, so happy) How are we ever going to stay alive and survive this never-ending onward drive We’ll die I swear I’m scared You and I we are not prepared It’s just too hard, too high, too tight, too far This screaming in my ears Yelling back, I’m stressed, I’m grinding gears I’ve lost myself in this monster that’s grown The black hole’s not out there it’s right here in our home You’re not the you I used to know and pursue You’re somebody else I never even knew And because of you and them I’m someone else too I can’t stand my anal retentive control freak I’m counting again three two… Breathe Go to your room I need to breathe Need a release this is just not me I got good grades in astronaut school Thought I could handle all this stuff spacemen have to do Not many rockets left now from our fleet If they can’t hack it then how can we? --- I wrote this after hearing about yet another marriage breaking apart in our broader circle of friends. There have been so many now, it’s sometimes hard to keep track of which marriages have survived and which have not. This is sort of a part one. I’ve written more, but Wendy didn’t like the other stuff as much and it was getting long, so for now I’ll just publish this. It’s much easier to lament pain and problems, and paint a picture of all that hurts and scares us, than to artfully describe solutions. Or if not solutions, at least some kind of balm for the soul (too cheesy?). Well, writing this was my balm. Maybe it will be something like that for you too. *Photo by [Bill Jelen](https://unsplash.com/photos/NVWyN8GamCk?utm%5Fsource=unsplash&utm%5Fmedium=referral&utm%5Fcontent=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm%5Fsource=unsplash&utm%5Fmedium=referral&utm%5Fcontent=creditCopyText)*