Places We Won’t Go

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As she waited for the midnight train she wished for impossible things.

The quiet surrounds her

Like a bitter whiskey shot

Her scars have long been healed

Her long night prayers answered

Higher powers to lean on

To release her burdens on.


She waits for the midnight train with a stone cold face.

In the bitter winters night

The tempo of her thoughts change from constant to

Erratic like they’re being guided by an off-tune metronome

Hard to focus on just one

So she stops thinking.


She was brought back by the therapy of

the blaring horn of the one-way train to

“Anywhere but here.”


Loading up what’s left of her, she boards.

Flashing lights indicating departure

Moving street lights signifying the light in darkness

Like the born-again messiah of the never-ending torment of her mind.


“Feels like treading water.”

She thought as she looks about the half-empty train wondering what they thought of her

Unsynchronized heartbeat

“Could they see through my mask

into my head

and straight through my weeping soul?”

“Stop.” she told herself,

“Tonight is the night it is all being let go.”


She felt lost at sea.

Hoping to go only somewhere not even she knows

To never be caught

She hoped to make you proud

Even though you’d never know.

“It’s time for me to go

You would say I’m doing it wrong

You would beg and plead and weep at my feet

for just a second with my thoughts

But that’s not the case anymore. “


As she thought

Her hands got sweaty

“No turning back.”

All the places we won’t walk

All the things we left unsaid

Were meant to be taken by the wind of the harsh winter.


As she sat back and close her eyes she began to feel again.

As the midnight train drove off into the night’s horizon

She accepted what She should’ve done months ago

She chose herself over you.

Gabriela A Tejada

*inspired by Sam Smith*


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2 Comments Add yours

  1. NoTos says:

    Beautiful. Mesmerizing. I forgot where I was and was transported to the train. Intense.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. TheAstronomicalPoet says:

      We don’t always get to choose who we fall in love with, but we do get a choice when it comes to choosing our own self-worth and respect, over their lack of self-love and toxicity. Thank you 🌙

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