My version of
Runaway train.

Runaway Train.
There is no tracks.
Called my name, there's talking in the nights, they light the fires without a light..
Unfortunately you were there.
I could see you burning.
I had the key, but nothings turning.
I was innocent, they twisted my mind.
So depressed at times that I couldn't even speak.
So many dead whispers that I couldn't keep.
Promised myself I wouldn't be weak, a freak.. one more promise broken in a week.
It seems no one wants to help anyone now.
Or believe that there's no earth no sky.
No support or sympathy, dear lord what did you do to me.
Or maybe I think too deep.
I guess that's why I die in my sleep.
All those bad things I chose to keep.
Why does everyone have to weep.
Dear Santa all I want is eternal sleep.
Hold on everyone, cause I'm sorry but, there's no way out.
In these times every press release shouts, and leads the population astray.
So many things.
I should not say.
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Runaway train thier is no track.
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In these days there's bends in the facts, seems like I should be somewhat, somewhere, somehow, someone who should neither care nor fear.
Neither hear discussing the story's discusting, so many,,, farting and a fussing.
Hunny what's really worth you while, when...... you remembered___when you smiled, all those harsh lessons , that make it all worthwhile.
Runaway train is this only my pain.
Doesn't every person feel the same way.
How on earth did people get jaded, my life's a mystery, that appeared on painting, of the crying boy, memories that never faded.
I can visit where no living go.
I know secrets that I shouldn't know.
Here I am I've drowned in the rain, always had a key to the the runaway train.
And everyone feels cut or sigh.
Grim reaper is night, mother dearest caused pain lightning strikes in the sky.
Some parts of contortion , I don't want to believe in.
Runaway train burning up the tracks, of the memories, I don't want back.
Wrong speakers are getting the nation's nowhere.
To me I want to take off, out of here.
Sometimes individuals are neither treated fair or their.
No need to buy a ticket, its in your veins, like a mad thought laughing at the same.
A little innocent, but touched, a little in pain.
Just easier than expressing the insane.
Runaway train, stirring up my insights, why is everything such a fight.
Seems like I shouldn't be judged by who's got my back.
Wrong opinions....... on a one way... mind track.
Why aren't I an important someone.
All this sadness hasn't got my back.
Runaway tears, not getting me noticed, only ripped up my brain.
I run away but abuse will follow you just the same.
Runaway train im falling off my own tracks, I want to save the truth but I have to see the impurities of the facts.
Runaway train, why did they burn my pride, it's not fair I wanted to be, a living/ dead girl bride.
Runaway train I never should have been treated that bad.
But I refuse to always be sad.
Do, diddid, do, dadda, didda
I've seen the horrific like every else..
I've released what I can, now I'm jumping off from the train.
Hope I land under the tracks that already squished the blame.
Just wish it would also not feel ashamed.
Runaway thoughts of all the insulting things that are done.
Shouldn't I have been a perfect beginning for a long happy train of thoughts to cure sickness rust in the tracks of past.
Sorry hunny but nothings built to last.
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Comments
Wow, Liliana, WOWWWww! I love this! I really do! You have done a fantastic job of wordsmithing here. This is brilliant! It's a long piece but it kept my attention ( and that's not an easy thing to do). Superb xx
Thank you for reading till the end.
I know it's long, but couldn't stop writing.
Still have more lines in my head.
Original one of my favorite songs.
Actually wrote this at 14but burnt that page, re opened it.
Because apparently burning the paintings of pain doesn't work.