The dark man walks down the street.
All alone ; only his thoughts to keep him company on this moon lit night.
His thoughts are that of sadness and deep depression.
His journey through life has been one of harsh travel but he made it through.
Tragedy has struck him down once again
Struck him in the head and left him for dead.
Now he walks towards the train station
The only thoughts pounding his head is that of death.
Death is an ugly thought , one he thought he would never have
He has never entertained the thought of death but he has been brutually pushed to it
He stands on the track listening to the silence
All alone in his dark world , a world with no light.
Suddenly the silence is broken , the train is approaching
The light blinds him but he doesn't care
It will be over in a minute.
He lights up a cigarette and inhales deeply.
He looks squarely at the train and whispers Goodbye
Goodbye to the harsh world he called home.
The horn of the train sounds , the brakes squeal
but it's too late
The train hits his body , he takes his last breath.
He is flung backwards , the train crushes him beneath its wheels
His blood now stains the train tracks.
His body is now a bloodly mass of crushed bone and flesh.
He is now finally free....
Free of his tortured life.