Poetry/Music

Rollercoaster

Verse: Rollercoaster

Life is like a rollercoaster, filled with ups and downs that are just hills.
But when you are going up, you feel the thrills.
So happy, you thought you was just on some pills.
Drunk off the happiness, as you get to the top, you are going to distill.
Going at what seems to be the speed of light, as you're going down.
People screaming the same thing you're feeling, your ears drown.
While looking around to the world, it's your playground.
Just sit there, and look astound.
Like I said, life is like a rollercoaster.
Even though your fear is closer, and your wallet a bit broker.
But hell, just look over your shoulder.
You see the world unravel, and you're getting a bit bolder.
But as you get to the bottom of that hill, you get a bit more sober.
And it feels like the happiness is smashed by a boulder.
Then it all restarts when you go up again, and while it's a hangover.
You soon feel a bit more closure and a bit older.
But soon the ride isn't going just up and down, it's swinging you all around.
Left or Right, both seemed right, but you was still to be confound.
This ride seems to be soon look like a redound.
It's all just been a different compound.
But as this ride keeps wild, you gaze around as everyone smile.
Even though the whole experience felt mild, it was mostly compile.
As the speeds soon grown normal, you reconciled.
Look over to the world, it's defiled.
Even though everything was going fast again, you felt the ride was to derail.
You been feeling it's getting stale, but it's too late to bale.
Just close your eyes, make sure to inhale and exhale.
Open then up again, see the rest in a different scale.
But it was hard to, the ride was going so slow.
You're just seeing everything in an afterglow as the flow seemed more like a woe.
Keep to your seat, it's soon going to be vertigo.
The gales of wind felt far less legato.
I suppose it's more of a thought though.
The sounds of others were a different tempo.
You see they're still smiling, you seemed like a shadow.
The feelings seem to overflow.
So you look down to earth, it's blue oceans covered in explosions of torpedoes.
The lands being covered by tornadoes.
Ruled by the group whose egos and ethics seem only a bit higher than mosquitoes.
As you realized this whole damn ride was a placebo.
That's how life is like a rollercoaster, it's ups and down, and out of control.
I know it's a bit soul shattering, and tastes like Glycol.
It's all to unroll on a knoll.
But remember it's ups too, think of it as a whole
(After thoughts: I know it started to seem a bit pessimistic, but it is all true to me. Like a ride, you feel the top of it, you feel like you are at the top, and then you drop down hill. This one I suppose explains itself and was more basic, but far more philosophical. If you have a theme for the next one, please do put it in the comments)