Rollercoaster Poem by Cloe C

I make symphony's with only a bow, no violin is required. Although my music is still loud and vibrant. You can feel the vibrations from miles away. You can feel it in your blood flow. You can get moved by my music and be pulled right in. You can get lost in the moment. Your thoughts will start racing and erasing everything you know. My music is so powerful and moving that it will persuade you to follow every word I say, every note I make, every chorus that there is. It will suck you up and sweep you off your feet, pull you through the wind like there is no gravity. You will sore through the night sky and sleep directly under the stars. You will go farther than any person has ever gone before. You will be caught in the motions and have no way to escape it. My music will take you on rollercoasters. It will take you so high and then drop you to the lowest you have ever been before. It's seems appealing at first but then it turns drastically. But the highs are always followed by the lows. Except the lows are so deep. The lows are deep in the ocean where you cannot breathe. Your lungs will burn and your blood will freeze in your body. The lows go farther than equator. You will feel all the lava in the entire world burning at your skin. But after that we will go back to the highs. After a while the highs will get lower and lower. Eventually the lows get so low that there is no coming up you are stuck in the slump. You will be brainwashed by my symphonies. After this I will turn you into a student and teach you all of my ways. You will become independent. Then you will no longer need me you will be so addicted to these rollercoaster rides you will do them yourself. We will teach you to deny any help you will ever get. Mask the pain with smiles and say that your cat did it. You will be awake all hours of the night tearing up your skin. Your legs will be so cut that gravity will release you from the earth. Your arms will be destroyed and you will wear long sleeves everyday. You will start shutting the world out and your friends will all leave because they weren't there to begin with. Your family will cry and worry. But your addiction will get so uncontrollable you will not care. Then comes the day when you first get stitches. You will make the stupidest lie in the universe and deny every single mark there is on your body. They will send you to therapy and you will waste hours in a small room lying about everything. Lying about how you felt so special about when your family finally started caring about you. How you felt like the only person in the universe when you were on rollercoasters. One day they will force you to stop. Then all your feelings come back and the rollercoasters stop. After a while you get sad so you decide to join the rollercoaster and you feel excited and thrilled all over again. Then the low's come and you feel so familiar you get sucked back into the pattern. There is no escape.