Left Poem by Richard Whaley

I see you as the soul meaning of beauty
I try to go on during the day but thinking of your radiant look just makes me stop and forget my daily duties
So when the day came and you left
i was left with not much more than a breath
as i see you boardint that train
every rotation of those cold steel wheels causes me even more pain
so when they ask me how i come to be insane
i tell them...
It's the moving of that long black train

(this one seems kinda aquard to me i dunno why tho) §