The Waiting

The train never comes. The whole idea that trains operate on schedules and arrive at designated times (or even eventually) is a myth.

The other train comes. The one going in the direction opposite of your intent arrives and subsequently departs every five minutes. And if that train comes then your train MUST come. After all, there ARE trains. Trains exist... and come.

But your train never comes.

Still, you sit in the station and wait, while a dirty man retches enthusiastically in a corner. Happy Fucking New Year.

Explosion

Some explosion
Some creative explosion
Something
Something
When I trust myself
Destroying
Something will happen
Maybe next time
But no, right now!
It's happening now!
But for these walls
I can jump to see over
I can press my ear to hear…
Something
What is it?
What IS it?
There on the other side
It's mine
Like the walls
Destroy them!
I want fresh breeze and freedom
I want the horizon
But I'm safe
What good is safe?
What good?
No good
Good for hiding
Good for dying
Good for nothing
But I'm so angry!
Angry and afraid
More angry than afraid
Bored and fed up
Manic
Unfocused
Wasteful
Frustrated
Frustrated
Frustrated
Something will give
Something will change
Is changing
Is happening now
Will happen
There's more on that horizon
And beyond it
It stretches on forever
There's good and awe to fill a whole life
A million lives
All lives forever and always
Find it
Find it
Find it
Find it
Find it
Always

Stop killing yourself
Stop killing yourself
Wake up
Aware
Here
Now
Life is now
This is the edge of existence
Hold on!
And let go
Let go
Fall
Fly
Fall
Live
Die
There is nothing else