It felt like being in a rollercoaster with no seatbelt,
You just hold on to dear life hoping it ends well.
Funny thing is, it never does.
You end up hurt and shattered like glass.
But all these times you're thinking, why do I deserve this?
But honey, life is cruel and blind, it doesn't pick who its next victim is.
So just hold on to that strapless rollercoaster for as long as you can,
And wait until the ride finally ends.
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Drops of Poetry
PoetryDrops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from wher...
