Hear the train, coming through.. An ear-deafening rattling of the wheels. As it slows down, you kind of close your eyes. You feel the last greeting card on your palm. A moist, yet dry texture slowly scratches your hand. A distant chip of smoke is now visible. You left your sorrows way back; back there, where sins probably take birth. Every blink of your eye now tells you that you are wrong. You were wrong. You tried to reach the dreary nudge thats telling you to wake up. You want some candies, maybe. Yes.. Candies! you thought. You decide to sit on the old rusty bench, that was probably pre-occupied by your loneliness. You take a deep breath, gasp and finally you let out a deep sigh. Yes, everything is in motion, except you. You even let the train pass by, its engines jeering at your follies. The engine smirking away. Damn you.. Stupid train! Yes, stupid train that was. At least you got the comfort by abusing it. Damn, you are so empty..
Posted on: Sat, 15 Mar 2014 19:06:43 +0000