Just some poetry

XVI. The one ferris wheel

My parents were fighting again, screaming and yelling, my name bundled up in those words I can't describe, I decided to take a walk to leave my pain, a walk in the woods to escape from this terrible thing called reality.
Today wasn't the best day of days, cloudy and misty but not raining. I walked a different way today, and I walked for what seemed like days almost. I came upon a clearing, I was found and I was lost.
I stumbled across an abandoned amusement park. I was on the far side of it and mostly everything was far away, but the one thing close was the ferris wheel.
Looking at this place I felt something I couldn't explain, it all felt surreal almost. It put me in loss of words, my body felt safe and calm but excited and anxious. The Ferris wheel has the feel to it, mysterious, luring me in. My boys felt tingly, and numb, not in any bad way just like when you listen to that song and it gives you goosebumps kind of way.
I crept slowly towards the Ferris wheel, vines and leaves twirled up the side, into the seat, crawling across the bars. A few flowers spotted in here and there. The rust claimed the Ferris wheel as its own, not a spot without it, it shot through the vines of green, showing its deceiving grace. Something once so bright and beautiful, so dark and lost but still and somehow more beautiful.
I climbed the vines, the leaves almost moving for me to pass. The rust chipped away as I held, I sat in the seat at the top as the bar moaned and creeped from my weight. I felt as if the universe was at my fingertips, as I had the universe in my eyes. I sat back and stared at at the sky, nothing more than a sleet of grey, but at the same time is showed something more.
The universe was such a big place, but so tiny, I could feel it inside me. The rust welcomed me, with the feeling of calmness and peace rushing through my veins. For today, I was the universe, and I never wanted to leave. Maybe I never will.