There You Are Again

There you are again, showing up unexpectedly, in what I see. Taking my mind on a trip like a screaming train. As the whistle of truth echoing, is still left unheard. Rumblings on the tracks, shaking cars, about to derail. But, it keeps on going and the changing scenes replay. Like pages of a book, flipping by, in the same old story. Shown on signs trapped in a long tunnel of darkness, With only a glimmer of light still flickering ahead. Will light be reached this time, to remain the end of the story? But, with you standing there laughing, mocking, one step ahead? Flashes of mixed images young and old are seen in corners. Time that turned your innocence into something unrecognizable. A powerless train ride, with old tears dripping on cement walls. All the while, you rise to the top of a hierarchy of power. As if your childhood was erased and now facts non-existent. Interestingly, you are the most factual person of them all. But, you have cherry picked the new facts to fit your motives. I have seen others take your ride to a tragic, abrupt train wreck - Others that I could not save - Heidi Sands 11/21/19