oms are chanted across the universes

 
in the realm of the forgotten  
on a continuous loop in my mind plays;
 
"nothing's going to change my world"  
 
I get lost on the train to nowhere  
it clickety-clacks along  
making infinite loops through the void  
 
until picked by the universe  
and sent hurtling through space  
on tracks that can not be seen  
 
we move faster and faster  
towards our destination  
speeding past this universe  
into the next one  
traveling wormholes  
we jump dimensions  
 
traveling so fast I fear we will derail  
but this is no ordinary train  
it is the multiverses  
 
meant to deliver any said soul  
to their appointed place of understanding  
so they may continue on with their journey  
 
we arrive at mine  
 
"nothing's going to change your world?"  
 
the final question posed  
while on this leg of my travels  
 
this where it all ends  
and where it all begins