622. My Heart Was A Runaway Train Poem by Jaden Knight

My heart is like a runaway train
as it thunders down the gloomy track
no one on board to use the brakes
as if they would have any effect

Stations fly past in a blur
it will not stop at any of them
it knows that it will not be welcomed
and so leaves them far behind

Everyone hopes that it will run out of fuel
bringing it slowly to a stop
if anything it is picking up speed
raising sparks from the cold steel rails

Eventually it is halted in flames
causing massive damage to everything nearby
once my heart was a runaway train
now it is little more than a derailed wreck