Speeding Train

Speeding Train

A Poem by Mickey

Maybe my headaches are just my mind trying 
to tell me to just

STOP THINKING so much. 

But how can I stop thinking when my thoughts are like a 

speeding train 

with no tracks to lead them, no brakes to stop them,

nothing to put them on HOLD.

There are no destinations, no endings, no other passengers

I can explain them to , try to understand them with,

just me and my thoughts.

My own little prison with no key. 

© 2014 Mickey


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Added on October 21, 2014
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Mickey
Mickey

Brooklyn, NY



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