My train ran off the rails

It’s lost it’s track

It doesn’t know where it’s going

It’s stuck in a ditch

It doesn’t know what’s going on

And neither do I

I ask “What happened?”

It replied “I got lost again”

I say “It’s okay. We get back on every time and we can do it again”

I look at the damage

The wheels

The windows

And my eyes get glossy

I let it happen again

It happens all the time

For once

I just want to stay on the tracks

But then my train reminds me

“The tracks aren’t our path anyways,

It’s everywhere else and anywhere we build our own”

I close my eyes

Wipe my tears

And run my hands along

The outside of the train

And grin and tell my train

“You’re damn right”