The Last Train

As the night went on the women who id forgot her name already was beginig to bore me, i noticed that her arms were deeply scarred i wasent sure if they were self inflicked or from an accident but you could tell from her heavily made up eyes that she was a deeply sad person with a past, perhaps a dad or partner that abused her but something troubled her . I made my excuse to the women and left as i left the pub i looked over my shoulder to see the women had attached herself to another lone man "poor bloke" i thought , the autumn night was cool and very quiet apart from the distant shouting and screaming from the young peaple leaving the pubs to go to the first of many nightclubs in town, god if only i could turn the clock back four years perhaps it would have been me and Emma going to a club but realaty soon kicks in and realise that im on my own. As i head across town i visit the places Emma loved, the riverbank, buryshead park, the castle diner, all the places we used to visit together....... My head feels numd from the beer , years ago i could drink anybody under the table a fact i was stupidly proud of but now things have changed my head is clear with what i have to do, my life has been racing towards this night , four years in just a blink , prison was not that bad, i should have been given life not eight years with parole in four for good behaviour , exactly four years tonight i should have listened to Emma she said "you have drank to much let me drive" dont be stupid i said im fine . I didnt see the red light all i saw was the back of the escort as we rammed into the back of it . Like i said before Emma did not die straight away, her face was completely caved in , she was still breathing but it was like a horrible gurgling sound , she drowned in her own blood and vomit 15 minuites later. MY body was unscathed , the docter said that because i was three times over the limit my body was relaxed on impact. I make my way to the train station for my final detination ,the train should arrive soon approximately 3 minuites , i stand on the platforn looking out for my train , i can see my breath in the cold autumn night , my mind his clear and calm i didnt think it would be this easy i was finely escaping my past, peaple will call me a coward but how many others could do this. As the train speeds towards the station i know it is not going to stop, thats why i chose this one. My final thoughts are of peace, escape and Emma as the train takes away my pain.