Train of Thought

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.

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