My stomach is doing turns
The sun was starting to burn
The rides had my insides flying
And my breath, dying.
I couldn’t scream then—but I did seem
To have bravery earned.
The scene blurred to white
At the highest point
We fall
And time returned my sight
Waves of adrenaline
Line my heart.
It crosses my chest.
It’s got me feeling upset
It’s got me feeling refreshed.
Chasing highs
Avoiding lows
What am I doing with ugly sighs
What am I doing with all-time woes.
Leanna 