train ride

Nine PM ten more minutes and you are about to ride it. You unleash the child in you and enjoy the city lights and you unleash the child in you as you finish your tiresome day.

You will sit and think of your life ahead; like where you are headed, you know where you want to go, you know what you want to do. And you're heading there, that's a fact.

People sit and stand, ride and alight, come and go. You remain seated and the only thing that is running in your mind is the question: is it there when you arrive? Yes you want to be there, but are you going to be happy? Are you going to be secured? Do you know what's in there that awaits you?

Very vague; so uncertain. You can’t foresee and you can’t foretell. The horror creeps up on you until she nudges you..oh yeah, she was sitting there all along, not letting you drop, being the breath when you suffocate, the land when it rains so hard.. And you don’t have to be weary anymore.. Because you know that whatever there is in there that you want to be at... you have her with you? Happy? Indeed you are