Why am I stuck in a never ending rollercoaster?
One that can be steady, then out of no where take such a fast turn my head starts to hurt.
I want to get off this ride, but it never stops, and I'm strapped in forced to endure the pain.
I call for help, but it's so loud it drowns my voice out.
No one can help me, no one can stop this torture.
But, maybe just maybe there is another way.
Maybe I'm just too narrow minded to see it.
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Wilted Flowers
PoetrySometimes you just need to write it down. Here are my thoughts.