A train of good thoughts gets lost
in the tunnels of my brain.
Self pity, emptiness and fear
are all that remain.
Night and day I search for that train
and the secrets it might contain.
Occasionally a hint might come my way
but not long enough will it stay.
Overpowered by some impending doom
I find myself retreating to my room.
Unable to find that golden token
that would let me escape this world unbroken.