I'm at the bottom of the rollercoaster.
Yet once again.
I don't know where this is going to...
Is there an unexpected turn?
Will this rollercoaster suddenly stop?
And then just drop from mid- air?
Or is up the only way to go?
I fear the uncertain.
There's this queasy feeling at the pit of my stomach
That I wish would go away.
All I want to do is cry.
Yet the tears won't come.
I hate being at the bottom of this rollercoaster.
I wish I was on top again.
Raising my arms, smiling freely.
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