the train

20 May 2004

Dastrix
09-05-2003
“the train”
rain tonight
late tonight
alone tonight
again
I take the last train out
cold yellow plastic seats
noise of the track, 
the monotony of my life
flickering fluorescents
sickly pale, washed world
flickering, flickering out
darkness outside makes mirrors on the window
who is this man, this boy
transparent ghost on the glass
distorted darkness hurtling past him
passing through him
lifetimes missed
always beyond the edge of vision
his eyes fill with tears
i can no longer look
sadness burns in my throat
the scream of metal, we screech to a halt
if I scream too, will this pain stop?
wisps of cold lash my body, a mockery
to the warm arms that once held me
the doors release their prisoner, a gaping alien mouth
wedged between pale unemotional eyes
purgatory slides off to find new passengers
again I will walk home
home from the station
walk drenched in the cold rain
every drop i wring from my clothes
seems like another little bit of you
melting away from my life
i am scared there will be nothing left of me when you have all gone
i miss you every day,
every night,
but tonight was the worst.

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