Poetry

Heading Home (#1028)

Here I stand heading home on the train,
Thoughts randomly passing through my brain,
My eyes wander aimlessly out the window,
Watching everything in my view blur and go,
I find myself spacing out,
Despite the number of people about,
I hang on to the bars to counter the jostling and vibration,
I keep tabs on where we are to avoid missing my station,
People get off and get on,
But I stay in my own little world withdrawn,
I pay little attention to what’s going on in my train car,
I’m more focused on what’s happening afar,
The announcement overhead caused my attention to revive,
To my station, we’d shortly arrive.

Any Thoughts?

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