A/N- Inspired by Ellen Hopkin's genius. Please let me know what you think, I return reviews.

my life, a train, set fast
frenzied, on twin rails of depression,
aching lines, a straight shot to nowhere
ticket one way, bought with
your words, pure hell, making ears bleed
and organs to beg for peace; regress fly
straight backwards; hold my breath, dig metal deeper,
deeper still, knot the rope quick,
slip beneath the current, got to
make this end,freefall, faster, faster,
restless, desperate; plucked from the living,
tossed upon nothing-a platform,
a precipice, mediating between this,
and everything, void, and present.
truth or lies, I must choose my fate,
forgo the guilt, the hurt, the past,
and choose. hold my breath,
close my eyes, one, two, three,
jump, catapulte twords the nearest exit
so desperate, and scared,
ready to flee,
no, stop, focus.
plunge downward, swirl back up,
and resurface, gasp for air, cough death
out of my lungs, clear my head-
make room for brain waves, heartbeats
sickly faint, but there
think, think, feel, smile, live
second chances
redemption.