Freedom

I'm on a train,

Each carriage looks the same.

Shuttling down an empty track,

So fast, you can't look back.

I see my reflection in the window,

Here I am, just another average Joe.

I could walk up to the door,

I don't want to be on here any more.

Off I get, I'm in the middle of no where,

I can feel the breeze dust my hair.

The train goes, out of sight,

I look up and see the crows in flight.

They circle and hover, awaiting my end,

That shall be soon, my dark friend.

As I walk, I feel the Earth beneath me,

It stretches as far as I can see.

My hands outstretched, glides across the high grass,

I feel and see a master's work at last!

I walk and walk, this is where I shall be free,

I have awaited this moment, I just needed a key.

I stand in the middle, gazing all around,

There is nothing, no one, not a sound.

My eyes close, as I breathe my last,

Suddenly nothing matters, life isn't going fast.

Everything is slow, I can see clearly

The birds

The sun

The breeze

The smell

It's all so beautiful

BANG.

I'm free. Nothing can touch me.