Train Wreck

This rail, in short, will wreck.
Fail not, I'll course/ conduct.
Marked by the tracks I'm on,
collides; fate and freight and fucked!  
 
There won't be, I guarantee,
as the accelerating driver,
a single soul survived, you see
or single sole survivor.
 
Oncoming, you can save yourself,
before chance I board this pain,
if at the station, my way thrown,
into the same arriving train.