Treasure Island

Cameron Penrose

(08/03/1990 / Boston)

The Train Station


will he take this pain away
will he take this train away
the thought couldnt be held at bay
it is the way they say
to live another way
beyound our time
at this station it cannot stay
but a breif visit
oh isnt how the beauty exquisite
but the final call echoes and we can't miss it
inside holds truth and my destination
I pray it wasn't a lie and I won't by lying
next to satan
Pray he takes my pain away
Pray it's He that takes this train away
as i wave to the souls that wait another day
to be taken away

Submitted: Friday, November 11, 2011
Edited: Friday, November 11, 2011

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  • Jacqui Broad (11/20/2011 1:54:00 PM)

    How ironic! Captured my meaning perfectly! You wrote this poem on the saddest day of my life. Very appropriate. Please read my poem 'Ten Years After' and you'd understand. Great poem you've penned down... (Report) Reply

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