Da-dum. Da-dum. Da-dum,
The train drums steadily on.
You close your eyes as if to sleep,
Blocking out the world.

The sun shines down in your imaginary paradise,
Forever hung above the glittering ocean
The sky is a mix of vibrant hues
And the sand on your island as soft as the pink clouds

The world is changing as you lie oblivious,
Every colour is fading to grey.
****** features are blurring and distorting,
The train's steady rhythm continues.

A bird swoops down to where you rest,
Indistinguishable chirps flowing out of its beak.
Its gestures are frantic, and it emanates worry.
You choose not to pay attention.

Sounds are being warped now,
A mother’s sobs echo throughout the train carriage.
The train is slowing down now,
Drums sounding more high-pitched.

The colours seem artificial now,
You try to move but to no avail.
You’re trapped in what you thought was your oasis,
It’s too late to make your escape.

The drumming is gone, replaced by beeps,
And the sobbing is resounding louder by the minute.
You’re slumped unconscious in the lonely carriage,
There’s no light at the end of the tunnel.

Your screams are ear-splitting, but there is no-one to hear you,
Now you recognise your mistake.
The coils around you tighten,
Keeping your eyes shut.

Open your eyes and see,
You're on the journey to nowhere.
One final, lengthy beep rings out,
The train slows to a halt.