Train

Times have changed and I’m aboard the timeless train.

The clock goes tick tock and I watch dimensions pass me by

...In attempt to hold onto past circumstances,

I almost seep into the deep pit of immovable darkness, into: The Fallen.

Piled with everything I’ve ever loved and let go of,

everything I’ve ever wished for that was unattainable.

I almost joined them.

Locked in confinement, dwelling in a false reality trying to control what can not be…..

Psychotic.

Human Nature…

Let it go.

Let it be.

Let it happen.

The future has been predestined victorious.

The Revelation & the Promise...

However, both contradict what's before me

Twists, turns, jumps, jerks.

I’ve almost fallen from the train of change.

But, aside from adversity, the Faith keeps me

Always reassuring yet revealing this journey won't be easy.

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