Self Realization

I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know where I am
This bench is too cold
This air is to dry
The people so distant
As I stare upon the ground

The train is thirty minutes past
And yet I am still here
Waiting for something to appear
Something to take advantage
Of this starless darkened night

But as soon as I thought
The wicked have arrived
The suns rays began to burst
Just over the horizon
And darkened shadows
Became more realistic

The facial features more dramatic
As thought were frowns now smiled
And hollowed eyes became more clear
And that train that I did miss
Belowed down the tracks
And I was home once more