Train

Wait on the platform in silence
 New Jersey transit train
 Factory with broken out windows
 Across the way
 We're a lot like them
 Once perfectly clear
 Begging to be seen through
 Lately just shattered and edgy
 Nothing to be seen through to
 Please say something
 But I don't either
 We're not touching and
 Pride is our proud leader
 My chest is aching and heavy with
 One million words weighed down
 Inmates of my explanations
 Imprisoned in my mouth
 Oh to just say them
 But I don't know how
 To articulate the truth
 When you are resentful, quiet
 I know I am, too
 Please say something
 But I don't either
 The train is coming around
 So why don't we?
 I'm still hoping
 The end is so much sweeter
 We'll start trusting
 That Holy Ghost healer
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 Healer