see you later at the train station

Who are these people at the train station coming the meet me?

they are the soul menders. They are teachers, doctors, engineers, students.

In my old worn hoodie and my favourite jeans , i am in no need of protections.

Why did nobody tell me? 

They are smiling and as i smile back , we are smiled upon.

Im soft, restless . Im loved they came from thousands miles afar just to meet me.

There is an old ghost of me buttoning off the chains of my wrists .

And as the chains rattle im free-

My fear is still not far out of reach,

But the wolves dont smell it from miles out of reach.

They approach , their hands around chest.

I can not run , im rooted in place,

i could not run without having to run forever.

i can not run forever, and the need for running has gone away

Im found.