Death Train (8/24/08 12: 30am Sun) Poem by Bobby Roberts

The death train is coming
from the tunnel of sorrow
filled with dead passengers from yet
the days of torromows.
All these passengers commited suicide
I've seen with my own two eyes
I don't blame them
cause i saw no one cry,
must had a good reason
cause it only took them one try.
I think I might take that train.
cause i bought a ticket
sober & sane.

And the thing about this train,
no one ever gets off
no one ever talks.
I'm waiting for the train
thinking about my plain death.
No stress.

God it's not on time! It'd be here and everything will be just fine.
hours pass.
Will it get here in just the hide of time?
or will i sit here watching the
railroad tracks rust into grim
now i don't know if i want that train
to come,
am i really done with all this fun?

We'll just have to wait and see
to what might happen to me?
Death train, oh death train....