trains

Playing 17
@snapshotsteve

wheels grind against the steel,
sparks fly, they screech and stop.
your cheek’s pressed against the window,
tears form, warm, but cold they drop.

you see new colors moving,
new sounds, the world is changing.
you’re not half asleep, you’re half awake
lacking motivation.

get up, get up
breathe your destination.
breathe until your nose bleeds,
run until your toes bleed,
run towards whatever the fuck
you. want. to. be.

you were brave enough to mount the train
brave enough to sit and wait
brave enough to move away
from me

trains are just a yesterday
i am just a yesterday
everything was yesterday
be brave and say, “fuck yesterdays”

wheels grind against the steel,
hope that it sounds like music.
push everyone out the fuckin’ way,
it’s your life, don’t let them use it.

“trains”
©Steven Cuenca

 

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