I lie here, listening to the trains bellowing blows
Feeling the crisp winds creep through the window.
Imagining where life will take me
Getting all caught up on Things so simple
Losing touch of things more important
Wasting time dwelling on things that are not of my control
Spiralling through my wits
Confusing facts with fiction
In my grasp, holding on so tightly to my ever so small piece of sanity
Hiding behind my pride
Drowning in some made up dignity
Questions without answers
A heart with no beat
A soul with no feelings
I'm falling, falling..
Then I hear the blows of the nearby train
The wind blow just a little harder
Causing a chill in this dark room.
Was lost in it all..
Reality.

                       -kc