You\u2019ve been riding for miles,
Hoping the view will change,
But deep down, you know
This path isn\u2019t yours to take.
The signs are clear, the stops are there,
Yet you sit still, holding on to hope
That doesn\u2019t feel the same anymore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I see you, holding your heart close,
Afraid to admit it\u2019s time to go.
But listen, love, the longer you stay,
The more it will cost you
Not just in time, but in pieces of yourself
That you\u2019ll leave behind
At every station you pass.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s okay to get off now,
To stand up and walk away
From the seat that\u2019s held your dreams
For far too long.
It\u2019s not defeat, it\u2019s not failure
It\u2019s courage to choose yourself
Over a journey that\u2019s leading you astray.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There\u2019s another train waiting,
One that will take you where you belong,
But you can\u2019t find it if you stay stuck
In a ride that drains you
With every mile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So take a deep breath,
Stand tall, and step off.
The price of staying
Is far too high,
But the reward of leaving
Is the chance to start again
On a track that feels right,
Where your heart can finally rest
And be at peace.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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I see you, holding your heart close,Afraid to admit it\u2019s time to go.But listen, love, the longer you […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2754,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[97,25,98],"tags":[35,49,34,67,50,61,55,53,22,48],"class_list":["post-2753","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry","category-solitude","category-storytime","tag-poems","tag-poetess","tag-poetry","tag-preciousowoko","tag-spokenword","tag-spokenwords","tag-stories","tag-story","tag-walkingshadowpoetry","tag-walkingshadowpoetrykenya"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/10\/pexels-photo-22690392.jpeg?fit=887%2C1300&ssl=1","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2749,"url":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/the-wrong-train-by-walking-shadow-poetry\/","url_meta":{"origin":2753,"position":0},"title":"The Wrong Train by walking shadow poetry.","author":"walking shadow poetry kenya","date":"October 9, 2024","format":false,"excerpt":"I boarded a train called us,Excited for the journey,Hoping it would lead somewhere special.The ticket was my heart,And I gave it willingly,Not knowing how far we'd go. 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