Find the exit.
It’s time to go.
That last train will leave
and you’ll be stuck here.
So many days
spent searching
for something you thought
you lost
while living here.
It’s beginning to feel
like you’ve been missing
something important
for a while,
and you’re scared to admit,
maybe you never had it.
Calling out
to something
you don’t recognize.
Not sure you’d even
know it
if you found it.
How did you exist
to this point
without it?
The clock is ticking.
Do you give up?
If you find it,
will it do you any good
in this
dystopia?
This maze of monsters?
This lair of liars?
How do you live
without something
indispensable?
Something you’ve never had.
Something you’re never known.
Something you’ve only ever felt
one time
alone.
But, you know it’s true,
and you know it’s right,
and when you board the train,
the last of the night,
the light it fades,
as if all the stars hide.
The further you get
from your life,
the more you realize
it’s everywhere,
free and abundant.
It was you
and the place you were in
that kept you
from living
as you know
you were meant to.
Now,
on that last train out,
you can feel yourself grow
and live.
HG – 2022
