by Karen Shalit03 Mar 2020
It feels as if your heart went down below
It pumps and pumps although it is afloat
The wind so strong and loud like windmills blow
You think your heart might pop right out of your throat
A place where fear is not allowed to partake
You must be brave to sit in one of these chairs
Regret and fear will cause your hands to shake
The thoughts of death might lead you to despair
Although it feels your heart will tranquilize
The feel of fright turns into butterflies
The urge to scream makes you feel alive
Regret and fear soon transmogrifies
This place is where fear turns into glee!
A rollercoaster ride is what it is you see?