Wednesday, December 15, 2010

The Train is Leaving Without You

My dreams are taking me far...
Sometimes though...
I miss the train...

At night I feel it race across the tracks...
And hear its' cries...

Making me remember how I did not catch it...

I've packed my things to catch the next one...
My life put into one tiny suitcase...

It makes my head hurt...

My life being so tightly pressed against the walls...
Waiting to break free...

I'm sick of black and white...
The same routine in an ordinary box.

My life is not meant to be in a box.
And neither is my mind...

The tracks never end...
You're stepping foot into dangerous waters...

Are you ready to dive into my life?

You might be sufficated from all the pressure...
Or maybe you will live off the sun through my heart.

It is all up to you.

The tracks are shaky...
And I never know where they will take me next...

But I'm ready for adventure...

Pack your things...
The train is leaving without you.



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