| lie on the tracks Complications lead to desperation Love just confuses and leads to more trouble, more pain. I love, but do i really? After months am i just used to feeling it and assume it to be true? The world and its daily struggles tire me- Waiting for the subway, the oncoming train, the tracks. So easy to sleep, to forget, to give up. The world spins around her, everything focuses on her To me she is everything, and for now i am content to wait. Is she the same one i knew years ago? People change and are ruined by society, by greed, by lust. She is strong and can fight, but will she? I can see she is tired and if something is not done they will overtake her. Lying on the tracks i listen for sound, feel for motion. Vibrations - a train is coming. Wind brushes my face as the cars pass over me - i love but what to do? Slowly i raise my hands to touch the passing train And following the pattern i tap of the bottom of the cars as they go by. A chain hangs from the bottom of one car and it hits me. Pain causes me to sit up - gone. Everything for her...everything. Music sounds and i remember the words...,"And nothing else matters...." |