H.+Extended+Metaphor+Poem

Rollercoaster I am a rollercoaster The carts are my life, I just keep them going and act like nothing was damaged. Every hot and sunny day, longing for some release. I do not like the jerks or sharp turns, They are the struggles in my ride. I do like the smooth feeling of the air on my face, That’s the joy in my ride. My life takes many twists and turns. At every corner there is something new. Sometimes it can be a down hill ride or an up hill ride, you never know What you’re approaching. Learning that sometimes, it’s good to take it slow on one path. On another maybe not so slow. Goig at different speeds, Some fast, Some slow, Enjoying what I can. Never ending thrills of fun and anxiety. Sometimes you many encounter dead ends or loops. Some people like the thrill, some people hate the feeling.