Stop the roller coaster.

I just wanna get off.

I’m not having fun anymore.

Infact, I am quite nauseous.

The older I get, the more acrophobic

Gonzo was right.

“This place is getting to me. I think I’m getting the Fear…”

I know I stood in line,

I freely walked onboard,

a love-illusioned somnambulist;

a hopeless romantic.

Ignoring all my jitters and

embracing all his hope.

I locked that safety bar down.

Oh, how infectious his war wearied honeymoon period…

so easily I accommodated the cycles,

such simple Newtonian thoughts

what goes up always comes down,

I guess I forgot the apple and

I’m too fucking old for carnival rides.

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