Monday, April 16, 2007

one time you're on the top - & suddenly life is just what you made it out to be; too good to be true, but it's happening, alright. the skies are a brighter shade of blue, the people are smiling & waving hello. good things are happening to you continuously, tenfolds; something you only can imagine to be real. the heavy burden is lifted from your shoulders. you're given wings. you're practically flying.

& with just one turn, the wheel brings you down to the bottom - the skies turned darker, stormy clouds ahead. the people who once smiled now turned their backs on you, a big misunderstanding you can only wonder if you're part of the blame. slowly but surely, the good things take a sharp twist & are snatched away from your grasp. the weight is pushed back down on you, twice as hard.

& then you hit the gravel. splat.


for all this to happen within five days is a bit too ridiculous for anyone to handle.