For twenty seconds 
I parked on the tracks. 

Even without a train in sight 
I felt my mortality being threatened, vulnerable and exposed between 
those oxidized iron rails. 

My mind, 
pulsating with adrenaline, 
screamed at me to move 
from the precipice of danger 
with each ragged breath. 

Yet for twenty selfish seconds 
I kept myself there.  

Stagnant and stupid. 

Wide-eyed and white-knuckled. 

Source: Parked – Anonymously Hal