trains

[lana k]

i love trains. when i am on it, it gets easier, make me calm. when it gets emptier and emptier for every station, until i'm the only one left in my compartment. when it’s goes darker and darker outside til i can see myself reflections in the cold window. when it gets silent, except for the sounds of the train

i can't copy with this adulthood life. i can not do what i'm supposed to. a restless soul that love my loneliness in the corners of the society. just want to stay here, being left alone. keep my nights awake; keep my pale afternoons where no one can force me to anything. on the outside.

love this time of year by the way, the cold pale days, with the strangest light the heaven creates, the kind of silence of november. with a feeling that i can do everything. mixed up with memories.

now i need to take a walk before it gets to dark.

love ya all out there too

 

[Ravr]

Nice, I love trains...

Also wrote a poem about 'em

 

[Jabberwocky]

love this time of year by the way, the cold pale days, with the strangest light the heaven creates, the kind of silence of november. with a feeling that i can do everything. mixed up with memories.

I like the pattern of this wording, i can feel the almost sensory deprivation of a train how perhaps the movement takes you outside of time and space for a while to fufil a desire to become one with an inner space, just to be, that personal comfort. personal reflection. Its hard at times to block it all out, the human drama of the world so that you can get back in touch with yourself.

thanks for sharing.