The Evening That I missed The Train

Parallel, lines run for ever
 glinting the setting sun
 tracks crossing destiny
 humming with my anticipation

 Adrenaline 
rises to my ears
 the lines of metal sizzle
 vibrations of my doom
 my release 
they resonate

 Steeled 
by the cold wind
 from the sea that urges me 
 the rails start to cheer
 inviting me 
to the end

 Is this my greatest moment?
 I feel the ultimate approach
 euphoric realisation of the end
 as torment nears conclusion

 Trumpet 
triumphant calls
 finality becomes a roar 
 light floods blinding thought
 to end the pain, 
my dark escape 

 Silence, 
the wind stands still
 the sea still in shock
 my heart 
still thumps 
 with panicked life
 
I froze, I still exist
 commuters lives flashed by
 red lights recede
 into tunnelled distance.

Ciaran Burke