derailed

sometimes the train
derails, you stop
looking ahead at
curves, the dips,
the need to slow down
and take it easy,
and then it hits an unseen
break in the tracks
that were once so smooth,
so clean and safe.
but it topples over,
and tumbles. you get
hurt, you get injured,
and tossed about, but
you aren't dead. you
aren't left there
for the rest of your
life. you get back up,
you get on the next
train, you take another
path, and you hold on, but
this time with your
good intentions restrained,
and your open heart
towards love still intact.