Adrenaline Pouring From Within Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Charging into an imaginational reality, never having seen
anything quite so beautiful except in dreams, riding now
atop a train that's running away from invisible tracks.

In the darkness, moon having disappeared, not giving any
rays to show the way, lucky it's still on the tracks them-
selves.

Rushing into the night, feeling adrenaline pouring from
within, displaying wonderful thoughts, ideas and concepts
all over the landscape.

Not littering at all, pictures floating down from above,
showing the intensity that only a runaway train can show
us in a dream.