Trainwreck

On my tracks here I go,

look at me, no one stops me,

I run, I rail, I flow, I go.

The tracks run hard and deep,

something in me resonates a thousand blinks.

Something shouldn't be so strong and hard,

it envelopes me and shudders my very core of being lively.

I am strong, I think,

I can resist, I think,

Yet my heart does a double beat,

skips a third, and does a double-back flip.

My shoulders shudder hard,

my back unhinges,

the crease that usually furrows is lost.

I secretly can't stop smiling, I shouldn't get lost.

I am unhinged, as hard and as strong a train on a railroad, 

falling of the bridge, to the tracks of nowhere lead.