Train of Lost Souls

The sun turned red today,
Black clothes, and I saw you behind my veiled hat.
You cried, you cried, and cried.
The train ran far, and I ran right behind you.

My hands crying out for yours.
This train is not for you. This train is not for you.
I cannot believe that they found you.
My heart turns loose.
My eyes bleed.

Behind scuffled cries, I pleaded.
And still, you took.
I saw the conductor sneering.
Then he smiled wide, he mocked me.
His perfect smile filled with words of death.

My heart: DESPAIR.
No, no, no.
You are riding the train that gives no mercy to life.
RUN!
FLEE!
Do not leave those who love you full of sorrow.
Do not leave so dishonorably, so cowardly.
Don't.

The train rides too fast, and I lay there in the gravel
Tracks beneath me like an altar.
I'll make my prayers.
My heart you take.
Have mercy, have mercy.
For the tears that stream from here,
Come back to me.

-Noemi E. Garcia