Roller Coaster RideA Poem by Mjr. TomHas a deeper meaning than a mere ride, figure it out and you get a cookie :)I go so high, My hair nearly touches the sky. I am on a wild roller, Coaster ride, even if I holler, And scream, it never ends. In seconds it descends, Rapidly downward, I pray to my lord, My feet nearly touch, The abyss lying below my reach, What goes up, always goes down. In my case, I smile then quickly frown, So rapidly on this ride, It's easy to hide, But sometimes this becomes, Vastly overwhelming, it becomes, A ride of fun and pure ecstasy, Or a nightmare of pure misery. This ride is a gift, And a curse of tift, The gift is writing, The curse is fighting, Should I ride for the gift? Or beg for help for fear of being tift?
© 2009 Mjr. TomAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 28, 2009 Last Updated on October 28, 2009 AuthorMjr. TomBeaufort, SCAboutI'm Nick, a college student with my head in the clouds and my eyes set on a rose-colored future. I used to write purely from emotion, but now I seek to record the tiny worlds I often dream of day in a.. more..Writing
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