Tracks

The past is past
The future is now
No way to escape
Nowhere to go
Stuck forever on this track
No right,
No left
Just barreling down the line
Sometimes, only sometimes
We are not alone
Someone else travels down the track
And
Then
Whoosh
They’re gone
Sometimes they come back
Sometimes they don’t
Sometimes they come back too late
All we can do is accept it
And hope that
Maybe, someday
We can travel together again