On this train- Traveling on, thoughts in transit- Each thought for each stop- Each stop for each town- Each town for each person- This locomotion ventures- Into you’re subterranean riddles- Stuck in myself- Reading moving words in the back- Of my head- I need to breathe- I’m feeling- The edges of the riddles inside me- I’m tired; I’m going to escape- Wish the advice you gave me- Was some kind of flashlight- I’d turn on- Cause where I am now- I’ve never gone before- See, on this train- What you didn’t miss- Are details you miss the most- I’m tired- You can’t fight or find these words every day- You know- You suffocate, if you do- So close to the truth- Sometimes they end up owning you- I’m panicking- And the tunnel is coming- Thoughts gone in a brown out- Give me a concussion- Or amnesia- Sometimes, even for a minute- It feels good- Loosing yourself- Just so you don’t have to be reminded- Why you do what you do- I’m resting- The stories- Travel to the end of each page- Remember the words you felt- Are written forever- Even when you’ve stepped off this train- I’m (e)motionless-Birth sign: Libra
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