Something that you should know as you walk along that track.
Your destinations clear and you are not coming back.

Something to contemplate that might cause a dis-rail. Or perhaps just slow you down as you are destined to fail.

You never read the small print, you never studied well. That's why your on this journey to Hell!

You signed your name in blood to get the things you could.
You never once took thought of if you really should.

You had your fifteen famous, you thought you were on your way.
But you didn't really think how soon it was till you would pay.

And now your on the path to Hell and looking really pale. Because the Devil is 'as they say' in the detail.

It is too late to turn back
now.

Fate
won't track you down.

All at once, the thoughts come running back.
No, not just running...
Sprinting.
Their feet hit the track like a gavel hits the sound block.
Obstacles don't mean a thing -- puddles, hurdles, cracks in the tartan --
They don't stand a chance.
There's no stopping them.
They aren't sprinting a hundred meter.
They aren't sprinting a four hundred meter.
They are sprinting a ******* mile race.
Round and round they go, never stopping, not even bothering to pace.

My writing skills are so good, I earned the distinction of being the only guy who got rejected by a girl because of it