Hopecrash On Traintrack X Poem by Kelly Zion

Broken-hearted
bandits carted
everything
when it hit
hope crashed
evil had
to show its ugly face again.

On traintrack X.

When love spills
hearts killed
only dead bodies left
no one shows
videos
of what happens next.

Psychopaths
with raccoon masks
take what they can get
they say darkness
is what started
the rails to bend.

And falling timbers
and dying embers
all had a part in it
but dancing bandits
had to end it
and start the trainwreck.

On traintrack X.

When blood spills
the unwilled
lose their will to fight
and bandits masked
with their baskets
take what they can find.

Broken hearts
fill their carts
as they leave traintrack five
heading for
another tour
and a door to open

they start again
on traintrack X.