Eyes shut tight
Body putting up a fight
In the darkness of the night
Chill wind dancing upon his skin
Echoes of insanity playing in his brain
Sounds of the train making its claim
His veins a roadmap of pain
His thoughts a rush of narcotic
His heart broken and chaotic
His soul tired and beaten
His release a mile approaching
His body vibrating with the motion
His ears listening for deaths commotion
His eyes fill with wet emotion
Train fast approaching
This is very vivid and fluid poetry. You feel for this person so much that you want to stop the train from coming. You have a lot of talent, please keep posting.
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