The End Train Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

The End Train



NOW I'M LONELY AND FEELING BLUE
EVER SINCE I DON'T HAVE YOU
BECAUSE YOUR IN HIS LOVING ARMS
FEELING HIS EVERY TOUCH
OH MY GOD HOW I WANT HER SO MUCH
BECAUSE I'M MISSING FOR EVERY NIGHT
SPECIALLY KISSING HER JUST RIGHT
ONCE THE GIRL I HAD EVERY NIGHT
NOW I GO FOR A WALK TO CLEAR MY HEAD
OF MY THOUGHT'S THAT ARE FLOATING AROUND
WANTING TO GO TO THE NEAREST THE TRAIN
WHICH I WILL LAY MY SELF DOWN
HOPING NOT TO FEEL THE PAIN
WHEN IT START TO COME AROUND
JUST HOPING THAT I'LL BE DEAD
AFTER IT ROARS ON DOWN
NOW IF YOU HAVE SOME FINAL THOUGHT'S
FLOATING AROUND IN YOUR HEAD
THAN MAYBE YOUR FINAL THOUGHT WILL BE OF ME
BEFORE YOU GET READY TO GO TO BED

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