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Aug 2013
it's been a long time since i strained my mind
tried to make words and sentences
and i think i forgot how
i can only remember the late nights with my christmas eyes and throbbing hands
now my veins are fit to bursting
although it's been so long
truth be told,
i don't think i feel enough any more
mild annoyance
and the occasional bouts of apathy and despair
i'm a one-way train and i'm going in circles
there was an episode of the twilight zone, where a couple had been dropped in a mysteriously empty town
and it buzzed with the sounds of silence
a child’s laughter echoed above them
and they were frantic little rats, the **** of a human-napping
there was a train they rode, an empty train, that moved in circles,
it was their last salvation, it was to move them from the eerie town to their own home
instead in drove them in a full circle
it turns out they had been abducted by aliens but that's beside the point
i'm a little train
leading myself to hope and wonder and safety
instead i'm back where i started
the only difference being the fear ridden needles pricking at my stomach now
i can feel them going deeper
i can feel them getting sharper
they'll be unbearable soon but i don’t think about that
instead i think of the promise lands,
of ice that isn't hot and a grand estate and a playground that doesn't smell like old french fries
a permanent state of dawn,
filled with pastel and richness and unadulterated beauty
there's a toothpick lodged between craggy teeth
it's dead dead dead but it's so beautiful
the rising sun that embodies the word majestic
and there's a pair of strong hands can guide me through my time
a constant plane of calm and a constant feeling of happiness
it's such a nice feeling, warming as it pumps through your blood and explodes in your chest
spreads fast it's content and it shakes me to my core
it runs so fast, just there and gone

i'm in the station again now
bags packed
eyes duller than a broken doll's
i’m ready to go go go go go
take me on another circle i need the closure
ok
sara
Written by
sara
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   cursed, Chris T and Nat Lipstadt
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