Train Wreck

Baby you're a train wreck, with the illusion of either luck or a jinx.
 It's hard to separate the two when you lose the ones you never wanted to see die.
 Grief and sorrow mixed with relief and resentment; why the same place and exactly the same time?
Why don't you learn to step back And move away from the ongoing prediction.
It's hard to listen to the negative when it is about those you love.
You figure there is a way around it, you learn the system like the back of your hand.
But they aren't quick like you, they don't understand.
You step forward, they step back!
 Before you know it they have slipped on the train track.
 Like those before them, you have seen it played out.
It's different this time, the white lie you convince yourself to believe.
You grab their hand and with the luck from a draw their safe in your arms, and you feel so bold.
But then that chill creeps up, that luck won't last for long.
How much longer can you hide, before the reapers grim hands come to try to choke you against the wall. Torn between love and fear, what do you believe when only bad seems to happen near.
 The illusion of luck and a jinx intertwine with the body of courage and doubt.
An internal battle with no way but what looks to be a dark tunnel out.