Like a runaway train

Whistles blowing here it comes!

Ahead is a mountain so far beyond my wildest dreams.

Why must I faulter to my knees?

I feel as if I'm like a runaway train.

My wheels keep on turning,

My whistles blows out steem across my blood stained forhead.

No!

I Must spread my wings and fly!

I must never look back again.

For I am a runaway train.

Looking for something more,

Not afraid of love or light fright or the night.

Here I am so far off in the world as the mountain comes closer and closer.

My throat becomes tight,

'my limbs weary.

Almost like a runaway train.

Heaven help me on my way to this life.

I am all alone now .

Wheels stop,eyes close and I jump....

Mountain of death ahoy.

Away in the dark I dissapear into the night..

Down..

Down..

Down..

without a sight of anything bright.

The mountain becomes smaller and smaller.

This runaway train has left the station.

Author's Note

Don't let your self become a runaway train , dig deep and be strong you can surpass the pain.