The Destination Of Destiny Poem by Isak Boyd

They're all the same
They stalk you and fill you up
until you're cold and wet
or warm and dry

until you're bitter or smiling

they suck the life from your bones
and eat away the marrow

or they fill your plate with love
until a universe flows from your fingertips

But,
only if you take the train to
that unknown destination,
deeper than you've ever gone,
will you truly find out or really know

Only when the band-aid is ripped off
and the siren sounds
will you even try

But now you must,

there is nothing left to life but
this pain, or joy or sorrow
or happiness
but most of all, this sadness

it engulfs you
leaves you gasping for air
calling out Her name
to fill the void
and rearrange your world

But the change never comes
never arrives,

Until it does.

until you step off the train
and look down the platform
at the person you've left behind
and the place you used to call home

and understand,
if only for a moment
the man you've become.