Moving
Moving on
Up
Out
Can't stop
Slow down
Wait
So many broken things
The more you do the more you lose
Hurtling towards the end
The final stop
Maybe we should walk instead
People alight, sit close, perhaps you touch
A single perfect streak of lightning caresses you
Before it dies
People get off
Leave you
Not quite behind,
You're both still moving forward,
But nobody's ever coming back for you
Nobody ever goes back
The buzz of time shakes until things begin to blur
The destination is lost, but you can't quit now
Flowers pass by, streams, bridges, people
But it doesn't matter
Never matters
we rush towards the end
But are desperate to escape it
Realise too late that you can't stop moving
