The train rocked a slow lullaby;
Her eyes gazed into the distance.
Around her, ringing laughter; Happiness.
Inside her, a swirling storm of sadness.
Threatening to breach
The banks of her eyes.
Drifting in and out
Between brass tacks and times long gone
She couldn’t tell what was worse –
The emptiness he left behind
Or the lingering scruples from yore.