she stood there staring at the rusty old tracks,
waiting for the sound of a train to come back.
as she waited she thought about the events in her life,
and wished to have ended it with a knife.
after a while she heard it coming and started to get
nervous
she decided to get ready cause she didn't want to miss.

she soon saw the lights of that dirty rotten train,
she waited, as many thoughts went through her brain.
she knew she had to do this, to end all the misery,
hadn't someone once told her that dying is the key?
the train was getting closer, she could see it now!
she almost wanted to scream, but she has forgotten how.

at last she stepped into the tracks, which is now her
grave,
but then she remembered how she had been so brave.
for one split second she realized she didn't want to die
it was to late to change her mind, the train was nearby.
she saw herself getting out, her fears still unshushed,
yet reality came back to her, and soon she was crushed...
               all thanks to the train.