My Mind

November 22, 2011
My mind is a rollercoaster
Gravity pulling the train down, to its lowest
Lowest point possible
The cracks and creeks travel through my ears
Squealing and piercing my mind

I have no control of this vicious ride
I take the agony of the ups and downs
The tummy ticklers and the twisted thoughts
Always wondering if I will get to that lowest point
Lowest point possible

Memories of heartache and loss
Cross my mind, tearing my eyes
Memories cemented in my brain
They will always be there
There to stay…
Forever.





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