Chronophobia

Suddenly you awoke, born on to an accelerating train – dragged,
Dragged through your life by the unforgiving, powerful engine of time,
Stumbling from one station to the next, lugging your thoughts – chaos,
With no terminal on the skyline, blinded by the lights of opportunity flashing past,
That draw your gaze up, catching a glimpse from behind the window – periodically,
As the train thunders on, echoing through the tunnels, flying from station to station,
Leaving them in a spiral of dust, once your dream, now just a memory –
Just a forgotten station dwindling through the back window – melting,
Melting into the blurry horizon of your memories but it just keeps going, -

Recklessly steaming to nowhere, each station growing ahead – getting closer,
Before smacking the vision out of you, before accompanying your other decaying and -
Shrinking dreams in the bewildered yonder behind because,
You can’t pull the emergency stop - you just have to keep slamming into those dreams,
No matter how sharp their winds knive you, even when they flare up too quick for you to catch them,
You mustn’t look back long enough to see their fires go out, because that can hurt – demoralise,
When there are frazzled memories trailing which were once threatening bonfires looming,
When there are no stations for you to brace – especially when there are no dreams for you to dream,
Because that’s when you can hurt – when you can get really lost – absorbed, -

Absorbed in your thoughts, begging that you were living in a time that’s not now,
Wishing you could reignite one of those distant memories or fast-forward to one of those dreams,
But it just keeps going, trapped on the train that is your life, headed to nowhere – always,
Always living in now, longingly staring out the back window, impatiently waiting for the next station – Never,
Ever appreciating now, constantly in limbo - and it just keeps going, hurtling to nowhere all the while –
You wish your life away.