Along you roll, try when mood tugs to expect what's around the corner,
if turns are sharper than expected, waves of fear will overcome you,
followed by disgust for surprises sneaking up from behind,
anger stands you firm fists hoard hurt for something unknown,
until rage drains into tears descending down a path of what's left?
where bottom awaits to trek you up with excitement to go again.
Lap twofold, it zooms through its track laid from round one's worn nerves,
slicker cart swerves spin dread into spun ears as disorder stuns you,
hollow stomach guts out a quiet reeling of why the same re-ride?
Pain churns, you squirm hiss toward earth humming below,
wishing one spill then oof, deepening a bawl that empties upset,
bottle new breath to upend next ride when blue stokes its wind.
Through hope, the wish-brewed tune is that a sound of silence signals over,
this first garners trust till reset sets in as oh dear rolls through tunnels,
wallow finds offense 'cause hush quiet implies feelings break for teatime,
face irked, loops lurch fits northward almost coming to blows.
Thinking none will get you, cart seamlessly runs past where some wept,
throttle knew next to show love with content eyelids who flow with this.
To know, is to fondly guess routes on deck once now shifts forward,
then learn what's harder, yet best is the gear to not know, proves humble,
swallow insults that arise when steaming at choo-choo's design
and page turn, choose words in order to control drum heat you own.
Once chill, eject gloom's weep from seat to unstrap un-rest,
model of joy you set, may it come in bliss sizes for who knows, just live.