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Oct 2015
Hear the secrets of the runaway train
Whistle smoking see me choking
On black clouds of misery
The nineties gave me
Nothing but pain
Tried to laugh
But the tears kept falling
And there was no love angel calling

Smokestacks blast billows of hurt
Watch wet stains on the pillow
Thought someday I would grow out of it
But fifteen year later I am still feeling it

Adolescence was a hell of a journey
Wounded spirit resting on
The illusion of a spiritual gurney
Tourniquet lies to stop the bleeding
As the train keeps running over me

Steel track with steel stakes in the ground
Blood soak broken howling in the rain
Train never stops keeps rolling over me
Smashed corpses with a mangled face
Metal monster makes a monstrosity of me

Runaway train of emotions are dulled
No heart beating now it’s bleeding on the floor
One more strange suicide trip
Just took me a lot longer than I thought
To finally get to it
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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