probably you need to read this how i wrote it please

in my mind there are
sixteen sounds of old trains
running lengthwise round the corridor
i can’t remember anything anymore but
that is hardly new
underneath i
don’t always know what is happening to anyone
sixteen sounds of old trains
i think all my friends are sick of me
forgetting, conceding, laughing
some things are easier than others
labcoat abominations won’t let me asleep
i don’t entirely know anymore
sixteen sounds of old trains
in my mind there are
electric malfeasance if you
know what i don’t mean, alright?
sixteen sounds of old trains
standing in front of ten
waiting, waiting, watching, waiting
i was a liar once
rook to e4, bishop to g6, queen to a1
probably, i will never amount
or
anyways. i think i’m done
my eyes hurt and i don’t want to
but here we are
sixteen sounds of old trains
and none of them are familiar
not even
remotely.
i