Distant Poem by Daniel Richards

I’m aboard a train out in the inner distance
Destination never known
Never changing dark clouds flow above the tracks,
Of this great and growing greater divide
The grind of metal on metal leaves me chasing sparks into the night
Catacomb I'm traversing through brings darkness to tired eyes
And in these moments I see you red dress red shoes, then
Back into the light my arm reached out to where you stood,
Gone is the moment but haunting is the imagery

Trapped in by my own carriage I don’t want to dream tonight
As dreaming is a waste of time, I have stitches made of ones which came true
Every time I look on through this rain strewn window
Lightning flashes all the things I didn’t say and didn’t do, takes me lower then I've been before, and so on this train I'll stay aboard and travel back and forth from the inner distance with destination unknown
Trapped inside my carriage lost in the catacomb
Taking me on until I decipher what went wrong