carried here by the switchman, every time i closed my eyes i delve into my life lines, i am awaiting for a departure to another life.
Étiquette : railway
the shadow theory
we yearn for the unknown and the unexplained, still searching for something in the deep space, but we remain blind when the signs show up.
shattered lines
without alternative, again bound to this gloom, i no longer discern what’s real or lie.
last stop
ghost station is still echoing passenger’s goodbye, last train has come and gone now, i shall wait forever.
