Just as a train moves forward along train rails
One’s ride has been homeward
as long as I managed to align
my thoughts about the world, reality, others,
and the truth about myself.

Imagine a train jumping off the crossing rails.
In that very way, I had failed,
deflected my pursuit,
obstructed my path, and I eventually derailed.

I was still moving,
but the crazes were far out of the way,
and the passage was far from smooth.
The further I kept going over rocks and through the crooked avenues,
I got further from the truth,
and then a faint sense of compunction moved me, too.

The physical downhill wasn't as quick as the psychological side.
Pride was all I had to preserve until psychological deterioration ran me off the track
and commenced to eat away that pride.
My response to dissatisfaction has not been to lengthen my stride.
The terror of that irredeemable gap between the self one invents-
The self one takes himself as being,
which is, however, by definition,
a provisional self with wits,
lastly, the undiscoverable self,
which had the power to blow the provisional self to bits.

I ingratiated myself in the American culture,
and unaligned with my true self,
I became as vicious as a vulture.
I experienced such a disaster that didn't mesh with the reality of the truth
and was so strange and inappropriately vulgar.

I’d gotten in cahoots with high hopes of wealth, a false sense of self,
and buying meaningless things off every digital shelf.
I heeded Illusions and was trailing on shallow grounds that pursuing passions through poor strategies would help achieve one's desired goals
as it ricochets the counterproductiveness of disillusioned false hopes.

Then the horror began as I derailed,
and my life became a transpiring train wreck surrounded by blackish-gray smoke.
My body shook with sobs, and tears coursed down my cheeks as I finally awoke.

I experienced a sense of emptiness as elements of what made me who I am
disappeared into a gloomy shadow,
The beginning of real life was not before but at the demise of the ego.