# Train of Time Author: Ephemeral_Dreams Tags: Hopeful, M/solo, No-Yiff, Poetry Moody night.   Every second that passes, marks another birth With every moment past, signifies another death. Seemingly a peaceful cycle, within this fairth From within nature, sorrow comes.   With an unknown goal, cloudede future. With left foot over right, right over left. Without a sound, enduring the unending torture. Within my heart, there's so little left.   Pain is my family, lonliness my kin. Rain that falls, only reminds me of my sin. Grains of truth in this mound of lies Trains filled with hope, filledwith kith.   Waiting for the end, the final destination. Praying for little, a peaceful slumber. Obeying fate, what are we to such might Trying not to derail, to fall to doom.   Forgot how to hope, to dream of better things. I still hold a single one, in its lonesome. For this cruel locomotive to halt, to stop. To step off the cold steel, frozen time.  Memories of the past, haunting images.   To admire the sunshine, clear skies To learn to dream again, To see the light, To see my life    As the previous one, also written during AT in my wonderously cold Alaskan tent. Do not distribute or vend without author's expressive permission. Copyright \ Source: https://sofurry.com/s/q1xR0RZm