The last train home

Alone in the dark

and I don’t feel safe.

It is late at night,

the hour of the grave.

Now, I’m surrounded

by junkies and freaks,

we’re all here,

the strong and the weak.

I wonder if this train

represents my life,

if I realised just in time

that you were born my wife.

Could this be my one last chance?

For me to make a choice and be redeemed?

Or am I dancing my last dance?

And will I never have what I’ve dreamed?

But even though I’m scared

and afraid of what time will bring,

now I feel that I have loved

and held the sweetest thing.

Something really good has finally happened to me…

MdG