Glowing Train To Florescent Station

Poem By Llew N. Rmail

I feel alone.
Yet there are hundreds of people
around me.
I feel silent,
even when I yell.
I am there,
when im not.
I want not to be,
when I am.
I feel the need,
when none need help.

I am on the glowing train
to florescent station,
the only place where I feel at home.

For some reason,
the train goes
to the only place
the orange wouldn’t
seem out of place.
It goes where it is
not needed

the train is me

I am the train

Idontknow

letsgo now

now lets go

go lets now

Now go let’s

Now

The glowing
train to flor
escent
station

I will never solve the crime

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