Catching a midnight train

I came across this poem that I wrote a few years ago while going through metamorphosis and decided to share it with you:

I’m packing my bags for a midnight runaway train

Better vacate this box in the night

Avoid stares of inquisitive acquaintances

I’m trading my shame of hopeless eviction

Gotta get out of these empty promises

Spring clean illusions disguised in hope

Unchain my thoughts and fly free

Freedom train is calling

Howling for my reasoning

Gotta break away

Can’t find comfort in these shackles

Key is in my locket chain close to my heart

Can’t stand the pain of this bondage

It’s been too long

I’m turning off the blues of uneasy comfort

Been trying to fix this house for too long

Better hurry before it’s too late

Midnight freedom train is howling

And beautiful dawn awaits me on the other side