Stop the Pounding in My Brain

Stop the pounding in my brain
its speeding fast just like a train.

Churning wheels with force and might
crushing squeels and sparks of light.

Force that pushes out whats pure
replaces emptiness as its cure.

Hate and sorrow fill me over
keep on moving till tomorrow.

Never slowing with the lie
for fear the engine will stop  and die.

Pity looks on close faces
No string pulled horn for those embraces.

Not ever stopping to think so clear
just keep on moving and live in fear