Wind in face
Clank of the train
Motion and inertia
Blurring in the back of my head
Glazed eyes
Seeing nothing
Numb ears
hearing no being
Churning brain bathing in lime light
Jumbled thoughts
Waiting to be sorted
'Am I making a mistake?'
A sigh
'So what do I do?'
I squint my eyes
'First off what do I want?'
I shut them close
'Before that who am i?'
My heart wrenches
'I am messy'
Face palm
'I want money'
Truth. It's the truth
'I want fame'
Nodding my head
'I want to run away'
Shrugging it off
'Life's comfortable here'
Sinking deeper in my chair
'That's all it is - comfortable'
Straightening up
'I need reckless adventure not seclusion'
And suddenly realise
'Trapped... Trapped you are'
A fear clutches my conscious
'And you will be'
I break in cold sweat
'You need to make a move'
I scrunch my brows
'It's only you who can change it'
I understand
'So what are you waiting for?'
I get up
'Come let's do it together'
I bring my heart along
'And here we go'
I hit the keys and note it down
'A memo?'
I am exasperated
'Do it now'
I flip it off and get off the train
Back to the real world
Slumping down my brain
'I'll be back to haunt'
A fickle voice
Shutting it off
I walk out Scot free
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Poetry"I was so busy living in thoughts that when life was actually happening it struck so odd" This is a series of miscellaneous poem about nature, adventure, love, friendship, self identity, memories, hope, road trips and still more :)! P.S : do commen...
