The Train

The train rolls down the tracks
A tear rolls down my face

I'm tied to the rails
No way to escape

I am held down by pain
Fear locks me in

The Train of life is rolling
Threatening to cut me in two

The ropes: they are snug
But not airtight

I wiggle and I struggle
The ropes begin to loosen

If I could shake my demons
Then I could break away

I look Fear in the eye
And I shake off one rope

I stare down my Pain
Another rope falls away

Agony gets the evil eye
And I am almost free

Alas, Death stares right back
I cannot break free

The Train rolls down the track
And Death stares me down

But I have befriended Death
And She has called my name

But I dare not respond
That is what she wants

I scream out "Not yet!"
And the rope falls away.

I spring to my feet
And I pick up the ropes

Now I tie them down:
Fear, Pain, Agony, and Death

They are tied to the tracks
And I look on

The Train rolls down the tracks
And rolls right over them

They are lopped in two
And I remain as one

Reviews

[Andie]

This was great. An awesome story of survival, from what seemed like a hopeless situation.
Nice one, Will. :3

[Will]

Thank you very much :)

[Andie]

Anytime. :3

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Survival in a metaphor. A sad but uplifting piece as the protagonist escapes by reaching inside and using their will to defeat adversity.

[Will]

Spot on. Thanks for reading, John.