Shallow Tunnel
There is emptiness in the air,
Confused about my existence here.
My purpose feels lost,
Unknown everywhere.
I crave silence and nothingness.
Why do I have to walk in the noise?
I sit on a bench waiting on a train to arrive.
It has been years,
Why am I still waiting for a train to appear?
The dark hole has me paralyzed,
Tracks make me impatient.
If I were to stand on the tracks,
What is the statistics of a train that comes early?
Everything feels like a question of Shakespeare,
To be or not to be?
Damn my undecisiveness.
I'm trying to get my mind to work here.
Can't I just unparalyze my seat?
I'm tired of waiting.
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So amazing! Who has never been there? You put the agony perfectly in the poem. Really, really good
Choo Choo let’s get moving! I hope there is at least a decent kiosk on the platform so you can get an ice cream!