I hear the train flashes in my brain I miss them too much and this is why I rush so all of the things I put away emotions not dealt with and kept at bay won't all catch up at once but I keep tripping on all I've brushed under that rug this worry, this stress can't all be fixed with a hug if these problems were to find me no more would I be that destruction seen from outer space. So do I. Face the mountain I've helped build