"loopty" poems
The Ride Of Your Life
*It begins as you are just a child
As you wait each year to grow
You watch as others go there first
Then you reach your stepping stone
They say there's rules to this ride
And try to lock you in your place
You begin your uphill journey
With a smile upon your face
You go slowly up a long steep hill
As you enjoy the scenic view
Then you rest a moment at the top
As time stands still for you
You crest the hill and begin to fall
Heart beating in your chest
The bottom comes so very fast
But your rides not over yet
You hit that curve you dont expect
And you hang on for your life
It throws you through a loopty loop
Then it rights you just in time
A few more hills and one last turn
Then a slow unwanted stop
You're happy that you took life's ride
But Lifes ride's not long enough*
Carl Joseph Roberts
Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 5:20 AM UTC
the rollercoaster of life.
Ups.
Downs.
Loopty loops.
Everyone has a different Insane ride.
Some start to forget that, and theirs starts to do nothing but go down.
Forgettin it ever went up. Takin the easiest path possible.
loopty loops become straight. The ups are just a cliff, "the easy way OUT"
that plunges to a demise that soon evolves to the only desire to these poor souls seek.
Eventually every soul-ride gets to a point of reconstrustion.
Some can do it alone.
some Have others to help them.
Others are left with the easy way out.
never having the courage to tell themselves what a great ride it could be someday.
never having someone to even be a helping hand with rebuilding.
Every coaster has a chance to be great.
just depends on the rider.
if they cant MAKE it an amazing coaster, it will be a GREAT ride.
Feb 15, 2013
Feb 15, 2013 at 2:38 AM UTC
So this is where we are:
Another empty bottle, another broken heart, another ******* ugly scar.
If only scars could tell stories-
Mine would write a ******* novel.
The bottle and this broken heart are one in the same.
They both had a label on the front trying to convince the world that they were something different,
But you used them up so quickly it's no wonder you couldn't taste.
You put me to waste and did so with such haste.
I hope you paced yourself, because now I'm out the door.
And it's weird-
There's a world out here-
With people, and cars, birds and trees- more than you and me.
I never knew there was a world outside of your touch,
Your embrace,
Your eyes.
But this world is cold and dark;
This world is strange.
Now I know that one thing's clear-
It's darker an colder in your arms than it is right here.
Here, my dear, is quiet and weird.
It is baffling to see the clouds so white
Or the sky so blue.
It's weird to see the world not revolving around... you.
So I've got this broken bottle-
I'll take it to this scar.
I want to see inside.
I want to see what I broken heart looks like- more than just a feeling,
Like how I saw the outside world for the first time just today.
I want blood to pour from this scar, no, this souvenir-
To fill another empty bottle,
So I can drink my sweet poison once again.
Drink my sweet poison once again!
AGAIN!
I swear I've lived this scene before.
Is my life a revolving door?
Is there no way out?
Or is there no way in-
No door for a savior to run through;
No savior to bare a cape,
No savior to sport a flashy name or spew lies to ****** ears.
Oh wait, I meant victim, not ******
Victim.
It's not the first time around, remember?
Now that's a label I could wear!
You took my innocence in every way possible,
But is it possible
That I'll end up back for more?
This deja vu, this loopty loop-
Is this the first or the last of my being through with you?
Whichever it is, I know how it will end,
Because this is just where we are:
Another empty bottle, another broken heart, another ******* ugly scar...
Except this time, they all belong to you.
Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
I feel like ive been thrown in a loop. Like idk when it happened. But.
So like. I was talking with a friend today. H. And so.
We were talking about the universe and dying and **** And. "Like i get what you mean" but. Nah. So. I explained what i heard once that was really cool. So. I compared them by saying. "Like, yours is a circle. And mine is like a loop." Yours. It goes around and around and around. No beginning, no end. Okay. Fine i guess "see your point" BUT mine. Like. Its a loop. Little loopty loop. So. You start out and then you cross at one point, like the beginning and then you keep going. Like it diverges. Untill you cross again at another point and then you go to new parts again. I. What was i saying?
I digress. I need a new notebook. I hereby decree. That this will be the first page entry thing of the next new little book i get. Yay.
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 11:51 PM UTC