It Was Always You

It was always you The train left the station to where would it lead me to The sound of movement was in my brain of memories rushing through The events had all stumbled from one place to another and emotions left me without a clue I was tied to a history of one’s feelings and if you saw me you’d think it was someone else you once knew Not a pleasant feeling being moved along a track with no real control over just a vision of nothing I could do Dreams which were broken in an instance of time you then only become the blue Forever the train goes on and to take my own life was easy because I am frozen in the night time and in the morning my first thoughts are you.