In search of the train, not knowing full well its deep within Me.

Do you ever feel out of place? 

The one porcelain among the cloth

the one that does not belong

the one to point and look at

either in admiration

or 

hatred

you could be in a place

go to somewhere each day

but still not belong

nod and smile

knowing full well these are people that will never occur later in life

I feel older

I’m sure you have heard this before

but it’s different

I look in the mirror 

I feel wrinkles penetrating my skin

the worn from the day seeping through

I’m supposed to be youthful, and vibrant

Maybe I skipped that stop

I think the train kept going and no matter how hard I tried I was pulled away with it

And now I’m stuck in this meadow of in between

Can’t be with them

Can’t even be friends
Age

The underlying issue

I am annoyed with the pretenders

the ones who act depressed

act like they know what it going on

Say they don’t belong

How?

I get over it

This time in my life is almost through

I’m just waiting 

Always waiting

But I still wonder if the train even comes to meadow anymore

Here I am all alone

Thoughts going through my mind

I can finally be free

I can finally find who I am

How I feel

The group 

The people

I belong with 

Made uniquely fit for me

not built on lies

and 

not fed by gossip

One saying another meaning

All completely meaning exactly what they say

The train will eventually meander its way back to my meadow

But I won’t be waiting

I’m done waiting

I’m running to find 

my happiness

my joy

my love

I’m running to find 

Me.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem. I agree with the ending. We need to run toward our goals. People who wait for good things. Can be a long and lonely wait. I like the description and story in the poem. A very good ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote

[gulzar]

awsme ...meaning full

[SOUL LESS]

knowing full well these are people that will never occur later in life...not good for the poem's health. Seriously. The thought behind your poems is always gud. Amazing imagery.

[Brandon]

I loves poems I can relate to. I especially love the line, "I think the trains kept going and no matter how hard I tried I was pulled away with it." That is a familiar feeling. But somehow...no matter how sad I guess it is...it always leaves me feeling excited to find out whats next. Great poem!