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 : train
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.
from here, somewhere & nowhere 