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Aug 2013
if we are like a ride at the amusement park
-in for the fun & seems like it would be worth our time-
...i want to get off.

im sick to my stomach.
im not enjoying myself.
everyone is enjoying the ride without me.
my head wont stop hurting.
i cant stop crying out of fear & pain.
i cant take the ups and downs anymore.

all i want to do is get off & walk away.

shut down the park.

its closing time.

you can return anytime you like.

but for me...

im never coming back.
Written by
maxx lopez  seattle soon newyorkcity
(seattle soon newyorkcity)   
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   Claire R
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