Terror Train Station

On a “weary” Thursday morning at the train station of terror
I wanted to make it clear we had to say our goodbyes
Like some kind of horrific nightmare, an early morning error
His realization sobbing didn't come from me yet was really mine

The years I remember I was free had now come between us
The significance made me understand we had to break apart
No longer an attraction to this game, the importance, no trust
The gamble of life's injustice angered and left me a broken heart

On this brief dreary trip I wanted to buy them something, maybe breakfast;
Even though I had nothing, a meal of sorts, to satisfy our tragic history
But being short changed by relationships I can't settle with money the past
I don't know what happened, we were really in my mind a mystery

In that early night intimidation it felt as if they had really stole all I had
A sensational complexity wanting to end the representing dream
All I know is I had an awakening that turned out to be “very” sad
My life so bland yet witnessed so scrutinized, I wanted to stand up and scream

So to my audience I say “Please dear get on that train now”
In my heart I feel so drained “It's really your time to go”
My body and mind's schedule needs you to leave somehow
As a consequence of these actions “I think you honestly know.”