Take it Away!

LittleWhisperer 

you can run

It was sometime close to midnight

While the sky was weeping rain

That a woman waited anxiously

For the arrival of her train.

She’d forgotten her umbrella

And her clothes were soaking through

But she was so upset

That I’m not sure she even knew.

She didn’t have a suitcase

Or a penny to her name

Just the ticket clutched in hand

And a worn coat stitched up with blame.

Her goal was very simple:

All she'd wanted was to run

So she’d left the life she knew behind

To escape what she had done.

There'd been no time for last goodbyes

Before she’d fled away

But she felt it didn’t matter

Since there was nothing she could say.

No words could mend a broken heart

Nor fix rejection’s awful sting

Nor turn a life made up of autumns

Into something resembling spring.

So when at last her train appeared

She exhaled in relief

Thinking as she boarded

She'd get to leave behind her grief.

After all, the train was her salvation

Pledged to take her somewhere new

To where she'd reinvent herself

And stage a new debut.

So as she handed in her ticket

And took an open seat

She smiled at the thought

That she’d dealt her demons firm defeat.

But little did she realize

It was a war she’d never win

For you can’t outrun your demons

When they come from deep within.