Here Comes the Train

There’s a train coming, blows its own unique horn.

There’s a train coming, can take you from the storm.

There’s a train coming, should be almost round the bend.

There’s a train coming, do you cut and run or make amends?

The train is here, it’s pulled in at your stop,

The train is here, it’s so easy, in you hop.

The train is here, there is only one other way this can go.

The train is here, a whole new life for awaits you to know.

The train is here, you jump on, no looking back.

The train is here, you have switched to a different track.

The train is here, you can finally leave the past behind.

The train is here, sit down, relax, its safe, you can unwind.

The train moves off, you mourn the darkness and the light.

The train moves off, you flashback to the last horrendous fight.

The train moves off, you realise you had no alternative.

The train moves off, self-preservation, your strongest motive.

The train moves on, the wheels drum a soothing rhythm.

The train moves on, you realise you are no longer being driven.

The train moves on, relaxing to the steady rock.

The train moves on, Freedom, both goal and after-shock.

The train takes you further, then you have ever dreamed.

The train takes you further, ‘til these events filter from your screen.

The train takes you further, to safe grounds where you renew.

The train takes you further, to where you can do what you want to.

The train arrives at the final stop, so excited to disembark, you forget your baggage.

The train arrives at the final stop, you depart, not remembering what you really left in the carriage.

The train arrives at the final stop, while there is elation and sorrow, in getting your life on track.

The train arrives at the final stop, now you feel so much lighter, happier, there is no want to turn back.

Anne T Mortem©