The train derailed from the track, and I thought that that would be my final moment alive. The rush of smoke, and the growing fire surrounding me drowned my thoughts as I ran through the train.
Human
Walking next to the stars, by the derailed tree, why am I writing bullshit instead something meaningful? maybe because nothing has a meaning for me anymore…
noone
I fell off the train last night, or I should say it fell off the tracks. There was a small girl with a dog on the track and I think the conductor tried to stop too quickly. What was he thinking? It’s hard to stop a train so quickly I think. She was crying.
Patti
It could have derailed then,and now
everything against the future
quietly encouraged
with a sleepless tendency
j
Derailed?
I was never on track.
Actually,
I am so used to being off course
that this is me following a path.
Path of no path
where you will take me
I’ll never know
bad luck keeps striking me
cursed by the lightning king
smite me, make me a target
you’ll attempt to miss but
always hit
me in the mind that has
accepted this type of life,
this beaten bath I’ve learned
to cope with,
When two roads
diverged in the wood, I spoke
with myself and a third appeared
I walked straight through the trees
and let nature steer me wearily
down a path of no path,
no circles or straight lines,
no south, but north switched
places with east and I was never
lost nor found, not following
any footsteps, each step I took
another scene, another hook
laid out before me, I’ve never been
able to choose,
Just watch this life
control my life, follow the flow
of no real rule
and stop all the time
to smell the air, the roses,
the carelessness of my life
is so careful, everything is true
everything around me is real
and I am able to govern nothing
except for my life’s unpredictability.
stargirl
plans changed
Lorrie
well, i thought they were great plans. i thought the cash flow would sustain us during the early stages and then we’d take off for sure. who could have predicted the rain storm? who thought about flooding?
The Republicans have derailed the United States. I am not pleased. I don’t believe they care about us at all.
me
Today the train derailed in NYC. It was a lucky day that no one was hurt. We are grateful for that news. Because it is almost Christmas and that means the family of those aboard will have the good news to know that their families are all well and they will be able to have a Merry Christmas.
S Phillips
There was a terrific crashing sound, crumpled metal and people screaming. I will never forget the sounds of the awful day the train derailed.
Sparing sparrows in fields of lightning,
tempting, frighting. Cited kiting, tripping,
clipping ears of corn, shucking
smitten by Washington, smiting,
Lighting, fastening, fighting, spying,
crying, life uplifting, hearts floating, soaring,
flying, Beauty writing, Beast riding
traintracks,
traincracks,
trainlacks
safety nails, train derails
loving deeds unveiled,
“I can’t see my own eyes”
the let me teach you
my heart’s braille.
Sparing sparrows in fields of lightning,
tempting, frighting. Cited kiting, tripping,
clipping ears of corn, shucking
smitten by Washington, smiting,
Lighting, fastening, fighting, spying,
crying, life uplifting, hearts floating, soaring,
flying, writing, Beast riding
traintracks,
traincracks,
trainlacks
safety nails, train derails
loving deeds unveiled,
“I can’t see my own eyes”
the let me teach you
my heart’s braille.
Everythings was derailed – after she told the truth
that comment hit like a comet blowing down our youth
you could say that she was crazy
you could say she was a fool
but the echo in the background made us think that she was cool.
Everythings was derailed – after she told the truth
that comment hit like a comet blowing down our youth
you could say that she was crazy
you could say she was a fool
but the echo in the background made us think that she was cool
Vincent
Can’t even seem to do this right – my hands can’t feed the keys of this old machine. My young son interrupts me while I’m trying to see against the light. Can’t make out your white words against the heather. I push the wrong button. My few lines on derailed are lost now. Like I am.
Ping Cleton
The conductor fell asleep at the wheel, it seems. This train will not slow down, and as the passengers are blissfully unaware of their coming fate, I can do nothing but fear and pray.
The train derailed from the track, and I thought that that would be my final moment alive. The rush of smoke, and the growing fire surrounding me drowned my thoughts as I ran through the train.
Walking next to the stars, by the derailed tree, why am I writing bullshit instead something meaningful? maybe because nothing has a meaning for me anymore…
I fell off the train last night, or I should say it fell off the tracks. There was a small girl with a dog on the track and I think the conductor tried to stop too quickly. What was he thinking? It’s hard to stop a train so quickly I think. She was crying.
It could have derailed then,and now
everything against the future
quietly encouraged
with a sleepless tendency
Derailed?
I was never on track.
Actually,
I am so used to being off course
that this is me following a path.
Path of no path
where you will take me
I’ll never know
bad luck keeps striking me
cursed by the lightning king
smite me, make me a target
you’ll attempt to miss but
always hit
me in the mind that has
accepted this type of life,
this beaten bath I’ve learned
to cope with,
When two roads
diverged in the wood, I spoke
with myself and a third appeared
I walked straight through the trees
and let nature steer me wearily
down a path of no path,
no circles or straight lines,
no south, but north switched
places with east and I was never
lost nor found, not following
any footsteps, each step I took
another scene, another hook
laid out before me, I’ve never been
able to choose,
Just watch this life
control my life, follow the flow
of no real rule
and stop all the time
to smell the air, the roses,
the carelessness of my life
is so careful, everything is true
everything around me is real
and I am able to govern nothing
except for my life’s unpredictability.
plans changed
well, i thought they were great plans. i thought the cash flow would sustain us during the early stages and then we’d take off for sure. who could have predicted the rain storm? who thought about flooding?
The Republicans have derailed the United States. I am not pleased. I don’t believe they care about us at all.
Today the train derailed in NYC. It was a lucky day that no one was hurt. We are grateful for that news. Because it is almost Christmas and that means the family of those aboard will have the good news to know that their families are all well and they will be able to have a Merry Christmas.
There was a terrific crashing sound, crumpled metal and people screaming. I will never forget the sounds of the awful day the train derailed.
Sparing sparrows in fields of lightning,
tempting, frighting. Cited kiting, tripping,
clipping ears of corn, shucking
smitten by Washington, smiting,
Lighting, fastening, fighting, spying,
crying, life uplifting, hearts floating, soaring,
flying, Beauty writing, Beast riding
traintracks,
traincracks,
trainlacks
safety nails, train derails
loving deeds unveiled,
“I can’t see my own eyes”
the let me teach you
my heart’s braille.
Mechanism.
Sparing sparrows in fields of lightning,
tempting, frighting. Cited kiting, tripping,
clipping ears of corn, shucking
smitten by Washington, smiting,
Lighting, fastening, fighting, spying,
crying, life uplifting, hearts floating, soaring,
flying, writing, Beast riding
traintracks,
traincracks,
trainlacks
safety nails, train derails
loving deeds unveiled,
“I can’t see my own eyes”
the let me teach you
my heart’s braille.
Everythings was derailed – after she told the truth
that comment hit like a comet blowing down our youth
you could say that she was crazy
you could say she was a fool
but the echo in the background made us think that she was cool.
Everythings was derailed – after she told the truth
that comment hit like a comet blowing down our youth
you could say that she was crazy
you could say she was a fool
but the echo in the background made us think that she was cool
Can’t even seem to do this right – my hands can’t feed the keys of this old machine. My young son interrupts me while I’m trying to see against the light. Can’t make out your white words against the heather. I push the wrong button. My few lines on derailed are lost now. Like I am.
The conductor fell asleep at the wheel, it seems. This train will not slow down, and as the passengers are blissfully unaware of their coming fate, I can do nothing but fear and pray.