A/N these are three poems that I think fit together. these are ment to be read in a monotuned voice.
Train...
does anyone know,
what life really holds?
where we are going
from where we have been?
a sightless track
driving blindless tracks.
doesnt anyone know?
who holds the key,
to the train that is driving me?
Key.
don't leave
you hold
the key
to the
place I
want to
be kindly
childern and
playful songs
please don't
leave for
you hold
the key....
the key
to my
soul
Inside of me...
the devil inside my soul
he is eating and chewing
swallowing me whole
because of what I am doing and where I have been.
one night with a man has cursed me to hell.
therefore I am dead again,
with the devil inside I am no longer a man.
