Here comes the train, pained and wailing
Eye focused on you warily, but still unblinking
Is this the one I'm supposed to bring?

For this next journey, endless and complex
Injuries you'll never be prepared to dress
A hundred stops you'll sleep away

Then wake to wish you hadn't and
You take your time packing light
I never could comprehend

How it took you hours to finally end
Up with a list of twenty forgotten things
To the naïve eye (not the headlight),

You might appear to actually care for something
But you're not guarding this life with your own,
Just risking mine

What a $#&@ing waste. This time

Remember when I said you were bound to make another mistake?

Was it stupidity or a self-fulfilling prophecy?
Self-fulfilled, I should say
Unless you were planning on

One more $#&@-up today?
Another idiot's dance, are we just supposed to watch and
laugh?

We're far from amused; in fact we might as well be lying on the
tracks


Here comes the crash, too fast to catch my heart,
Propelled from my chest while my body
Lurched and halted with the brakes

While everything else seems to slow around me
I can't believe this is happening again
I was never meant to be here, I complain

Because for a moment, the ride was steady,
But your devastation was inevitable
Expected, yet unavoidable,

Like the cycle of natural wildfire
The peril is far too close
To allow any delay in my stride

The deaths and wounds are far too real
For me just to stand and gape, wide-eyed
Like the crowd

That can't help themselves, or us
I'm sorry, but I won't be entertained by your train wreck
life


Will it be neglect or abuse
That puts you underground?

Your tracks are sore from overuse
And they're finally wearing down
A scar for every accident

New waste to block the way
All aboard your train wreck life
Last stop, Tracks of Decay!