This is a poem about my one way train of life.
One way train,
killing the brain.
One way train,
driving me insane.
One way road,
living in code.
One way strife,
carry the knife.
One way death,
breath a final breath.
It feels that life
can not be steered,
a buck never reared.
Can not go down another path,
need to stop not go so fast.
I am on a one way train,
I need to strain,
I need to rearrange,
my heart, soul,
and brain.
going insane.
One way beast,
looking for a feast.
One way guy,
trying not to lie.
One way road,
taking its toll.
Need to turn,
and the memories need to burn.
A lot of emotion here but the symbolism is somewhat confusing to me as a reader. Are you speaking of a mental breakdown or deep emotions from having been hurt/angered/spurned/etc., by another person? I’m kind of lost here! 
Or maybe my not understanding this poem is due to ‘age-difference’? 
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