Standing on the wrong side of the platform
waiting for the train
Remembering the mistakes I made
but not the reasons why
Listening for the truth beyond the excuse
feeling what my thoughts would never allow
I boarded in the dark….
Ticketed, to a new and unplanned destination
—fated, to a distant terminal unknown
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March,2015)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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