I Am the Locomotive Engineer
I Don't Want to Drive Passengers Any More
I am the locomotive engineer. I drive the trains. I had another one last night. How many had I have over the past years? I lost count. There's nothing I can do to stop this. Once their mind is made up, it's only up to them.
I have no control over anything. I can't stop them even if I want to. I can’t even stop the train for them. My job is to get people to places. Mainly commuters.
Most get to work. The others? They jump. I sadly get front row seats. I need a new job.
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David Pearson
Welcome to my morbid mind. Explore the depths at your own entertainment. Within my writings you shall find emotional turmoil, humorous musings, and all things that fascinate and disturb you. I'm new here but I'm not going away... Enjoy.
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Thought this was heartbreaking but great. Well written.