My job currently has me venturing up to Seattle every week, the trip is via train,
and gives me too much time to sit, and think about things I normally stuff deep down
in the recesses of my mental baggage rack…..
The rocking motion of my train fills my mind with thoughts of sleep
Depression tries its never-ending assault upon my soul
Thoughts creep along the aisles as children scream
Hideous coffee washes down pale and sickly breakfast bagels
Causing my stomach to ache for a decent home cooked meal
Everywhere I look reminds me of death; with every breath do we reach
Ever closer to our demise
Smiling faces fill me with the desire to punch them
As a man behind me wishes every damn person walking by a glorious and joyful day
My negativity has won this war
A jaded shell of loathing now stands victorious
As a man gives a verbal tour of everything we pass by that you never wanted to know about
His monotone voice scrapping the insides of my skull
I would beg for death but am more scared of it than living
Puget sound slides silently by, a lone boat sits out in the middle of it
Gently rocking
Silently bobbing
Showing the world
My soul