Rollercoaster, poem Options

[violini]

huh well here's a little something I wrote:


Rollercoaster

My head is whirling
my hair flying
I feel as if I have no heart.
and I must be miles high in the air
The world is invisible to my eyes,
because I close them in anticipation
or is it fright?
The neon lights contrast against the black sky
as I scream
and scream
The screaming does not perturb me
but seizes me in the thrill,
of the drop in which
I fall for eternity…
I may be dying
yet if this is death
I adore it more than anything

And then I am alive
I imagine I’m a bird flying and
climbing, groping
speeding
dropping
screaming
gradually stopping,

stopping.

The nightmare is over
my insane pleasure
terminated
my hearing returns and the noise engulfs me
my senses are aware as I walk away
and I am sorrowful

that is has stopped.





(it's about riding the millenium force hehe )