Quiet

The trains are coming, I can hear them rattling the tracks. They get louder and louder. But then everything becomes dead quiet. No sound, just utter complete silence. Everything is frozen. Everything is gone. I'm looking around, trying to look at what is happening. I can't make out the picture. It's all just a blur, my reality as I know it. The tracks are the only visible thing I see, yet there are no trains. The sky feels like its going higher and higher, with the sun shining and no clouds in the air. I look back to the ground and the path just seems to have disappeared. There is no ground, and the sky has disappeared. Nothing makes no sound, nothing makes no warmth, nothing makes no life. The only thing that stands before me are the tracks. Guess its time to follow the tracks.