Roller Coaster of Death (Poetry)

The roller coaster of death

Nowhere to run nor hide

All you can do is get on the ride

A long straight line

With a button for you to decide

Between life or death

There awaits your death

And awaits a death fest

Goes in circles like a bird's nest

Strapped with chains and ready to feel pain

All you can do is just lay

A drop as tall as a crane

And awaits your faith

A man waiting at the end with a snare

With a scary, scary stare

A big death fair

You can see clear

When the horror begins

1 . . . 2 . . . 3 as fast as a blink your death is here

With you in fear

Your blood sears

Nor can you hear

With wind in your ear

All you can do is lay

Until you are close to your faith

Which all you can feel is fear

And awaits your faith

The roller coaster of death

The end of all your pain

Thinking of skis that rain

The roller coaster of death

No need to sweat

A roller coaster that's bent