I walk through
black walls my mind a freight train tearing through empty parks and vacant lots I’m in an alleyway The graffiti art spells my name in big black, venomous script I see myself on the edge of the brick buildings surrounding me I’m riding the train It goes straight to an omen that spells turmoil in rancor and spit I keep screwing up Everything goes to shit The walls collapse around me as I pogo my way through existence Living on the edge of a world that’s gone mad I thwack my head on the bars and kick spiderwebs into the abyss Waking up confused as blissful as it is I find my way in a nutshell devoid of purpose Ambitionless I’m on another freight train through my head The alleyways get derailed by my thoughts and ponderings The park is on fire The convenient store is vacant I caught the bus to another abandonment
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