san antonio station

My thoughts after witnessing a suicide by train.

he sickly sweet stench of death
emanates through the nighttime air
I've danced that road before
the nevermore, forevermore
I know it all too well


what put you in that state of mind,
where the darkness consumed your being?
when laughter ends and
the road home is too hard to see


your last train is pulling in
its time to disassociate
don't think
don't feel
don't breathe
just jump


a lifetime of a fatality in passing for an eternity of nonexistence
and as you ceased to be a person,
those waiting on the platform
to get on with their lives
only have complaints
at how you've inconvenienced them