Madness my friend
Welcome
You are the only one who would understand
The only one I can tell
I waited for her and we kissed on the tracks
She smelled like nothing but love
But that was it.
Like a magician on stage
A witch in her cave
She preformed her favorite trick
An illusion of love a lie above lies
Ladies and gentlemen
She stepped away from the tracks
She knew it was coming
Right on time right on time
And that big f&@$ing train ran me over
The betrayal express full of men and regrets
Heading for the next cheap hotel
Down the track down the track
Can't stop that train
Can't slow it down
Ive got no ticket
Get up fool
Let her go
The conductor screams
It's only love
Well
To
You
Anyway
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If only the people we meet had fluorescent placards on them; This one is not fit for humane company or This one will break your heart and twist the knife off to make it bleed more. This is not a new idea about people having signs upon their persons, but it would surely save a lot of time (and many lives and wasted years) .