Waiting for the Train to Stop – by JULIE PETERSEN

Waiting for The Train to Stop

 

Numb is the best description I can muster

I can’t go on feeling this way

It’s been far too long since I felt anything

So long since my senses were overloaded

Forever since I felt your touch

 

I’m empty like a shell with wind whistling through

Waiting for your rescue – to be listened to

But I know you hear me when you’re gone

All I need to do is think and you just know

We never needed any phones

 

I know one day I’ll see you

Until then, I’ll wait for you in my dreams

Where I see you daily

There you live and visit before I’m gone

Waiting for the train to stop

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Julie Petersen lives in Colorado with her two daughters and has written poetry since she was a young adult. She is inspired by emotions, philosophical thoughts, nature, dance, music, art, and photography. Her poetry is often accompanied by photographs she has taken herself. Julie is published in several anthologies including Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze and in Tuck Magazine online. Other pieces of her poetry are currently pending publication in the Dandelion in a Vase of Roses anthology and the December 2016 issue of the Indiana Voice Journal.