Roller Coaster
The dog runs for cover
as voices rise
drowning the noise of the TV
and I know
There are no 'good days' or 'bad days' anymore
It's past that point now, and there's no going back
Days,
Nights,
Hours,
Minutes
Tick-tock,
Tick-tock,
Tick-tock,
Tick-tock
Every moment is like being on a roller coaster
Hysterical laughter, frustrated tears, silent screams
Up and down, side-to-side, loop-the-loops and barrel-rolls
That wrenching sensation in your stomach that lets you know
You're about to lose your lunch
I never liked roller coasters to begin with...
as voices rise
drowning the noise of the TV
and I know
There are no 'good days' or 'bad days' anymore
It's past that point now, and there's no going back
Days,
Nights,
Hours,
Minutes
Tick-tock,
Tick-tock,
Tick-tock,
Tick-tock
Every moment is like being on a roller coaster
Hysterical laughter, frustrated tears, silent screams
Up and down, side-to-side, loop-the-loops and barrel-rolls
That wrenching sensation in your stomach that lets you know
You're about to lose your lunch
I never liked roller coasters to begin with...
♠ ♠ ♠
This isn't poetry. It's not meant to be poetry. I'm not posting this because I'm "looking for sympathy" or anything ridiculous like that. This is the expression of my true feelings on a very sensitive life matter. These are personal things I cannot say aloud because they would tear me apart. So please be considerate and respectful if you read this and decide to comment.