September 23, 2004







  • Derailed


     


     


    Faster and faster


    Miles of track


    Fearful and blind


    To what’s in my path


    Pushing harder


    Trying to pass


    The hurdles in life


    I don’t want to see


     


    Eyes closed


    Brute force


    A locomotive


    Disconnected from reality


    Brakes


    An option I’m


    To stubborn to choose


    Headstrong


    Headlong


     


    Alas


    Derailed again


    The crash


    Lasts forever


    The ruin


    The tangle


    The collateral damage


    Spreads for miles


    Its end


    Unreachable


    Unobtainable


    Unimaginable


     


    And yet again


    With eyes squeezed shut


    With unwilling hand


    I’ve failed the obvious


    My chance to pause


    And simply remove


    The tiny offending pebble


    From upon my track


    Without a fuss


    Without a wreck


    Without fear


     


    To cope with it quietly


    And cast it aside


     


     

Comments (4)

  • i know what ohms law is! V=IR! yay! you made me feel smart for just a half a second there…. i guess i did pay attention in physics….

    anyhow. this one is a goodie. we all have a little pebble and, as small as it may be, it always seems to weigh a TON. just remember, if you fall off the train — get back on again and apply what you’ve learned. and thus goes lindsay and andreas’s 2 person xanga support circle! keep on truckin’!!

  • nice pieces…

  • I read this a few days ago, but forgot to comment: I really like this piece.  Your phrasing is so different from my own!  I love how you capture the emotion with short lines and phrases.  The ending of quietness contrasts with the speed of the beginning- rather like a train.  Very nice indeed. 

  • OMG…This is what I mean…you write man’s poetry…I love this ..I just started writing after my friends started avoiding me with a broken heart…I sometimes still cry for him…but only in the darkness of night where I am alone and free to feel sorry for myself…
    It was suggested that I come here to journal…my words turnse into poems…I have only been writing however long I have been a member…I just write what I feel …whatever is in my heart for the day….I am so glad I come here ….and feel the thoughts of a Man…*blushes*

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