The Traveler

I don't know when I wrote this, I found it in my email from middle school.

I hauled myself into the car,

Of a train heading west,

A little past the second hand.

And for a moment, I could breathe.

I dropped it all.

The pressures. The enemies. The alliances.

It smashed into the ground.

Shattering, my life.

I dropped it. Purposefully.

Just like I was supposed to.

 

I peered out the window.

Or maybe I just peaked?

Either way, I saw you.

Your smile in those crimson leaves.

Your eyes in that dull skyline.

Your promises in the dead wind.

I saw everything.

My future on the map.

Twisting and turning.

 

Your doorstep never looked so lonely.

Allow me, please sir, allow me.

I've come all this way.

Just for a little bit of company.

Reviews

[LoneWolf]

has a listless nostalgic feel to it, like lost love.