The best part of life is the
tick tick ticking up to a free fall drop.
The peaks of adrenaline and happiness
before your stomach and heart drive themselves off a cliff.
But then, I’m puking up all the cotton candy
in a dumpster somewhere way to visible.
All I can remember is the shame and embarrassment
from getting my heart broken again.
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 6:57 PM UTC
The best part of life is the
tick tick ticking up to a free fall drop.
The peaks of adrenaline and happiness
before your stomach and heart drive themselves off a cliff.
But then, I’m puking up all the cotton candy
in a dumpster somewhere way to visible.
All I can remember is the shame and embarrassment
from getting my heart broken again.