The past three weeks have been spent deciding if I should
stay
If I should stay on this damn roller coaster ride
Or eject myself from this seat
And exit the ride
Though I still take pleasure in making plans
I did not like what was in store for me
The chances were slim
The outcome grim
Was I to eject myself and free fall to the ground
Or was I to remain, strapped in, waiting for the next sudden
fall
And the next and the next
Without a hand to hold
The past three hours have been spent under the blanketed sky
I couldn’t breathe, let alone sit
But somehow the roller coaster became bearable
And I left feeling thankful I had decided to wake up this
morning
Two days ago it was cigarettes
And today it was food
But he has changed my mind
Alcohol, perhaps, could cure my loneliness
It’ll make me less of a coward and more of a charmer
But he made me realize that I need my brain to remain alert
Which I need to allow my ego outsmart his
Smoking, perhaps, could give me something to do
A quick relieve amidst aimless living
But it will prevent my tongue from debating
Which need to become a valuable player and keep on playing
Food, perhaps, could relieve me from my sadness
Sugar would inject me with a sudden high that would conceal
my pain
But it will prevent my heart from beating as fast
Which I need to help me feel alive and help me forget time
As the minutes passed I quickly forgot about you
Forgot about our future and my doom
Forgot about the damage I had made and the castles I had
built
And the sudden free fall waiting for me in the next three
months
Instead I wanted to stay
Talking till sunrise
Bitching about life’s follies
And the damn roller coaster we’ve all been trapped in
Now I am on the roller coaster
Still moving full speed ahead
Still complete with a free fall
Waiting at the end of the next three months
But, instead of dreading the future
I’m glad to wake up another day
Glad that I am not alone on this damn roller coaster ride
Glad I stayed, strapped in, to hold your hand
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