Tomas Vazquez Poet Narrative

The Tracks Look So Soft

They say your whole life
is revealed as you die.
That you'll remember each
and every little lie.

Like when your mom asks,
"Are you sure you're okay?"
And your grim reply, "Yes."
Choked up your airway.

Those times in your room
when you fell asleep crying,
wanting it to end fast.
All you thought about was dying.

I can still remember clearly
waking in my own blood.
I didn't want it enough.
My attempt was a dud.

But this time is different,
I just can't take the pain.
It'll soon be over now
with the help of this train..

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