The train left the station, but I am still stuck on the platform

I often wonder what derailed me
Was it when the girl I loved betrayed me
Or perhaps the higher powers just played me
I’m losing track of time, nothing can concern me
People point and whisper, their silent judgment burns me
But to gain my trust, one must but to earn me
The one lesson of life, that I’m still learning
Nothing seems capable of halting my internal burning
Or make sense out of the ideals, that I’m serving
The quiet thoughts of causing pain, even murdering
If you don’t understand by now, I’m hurting

©Alexander Berg Mattsson

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