always the same old thing..
 

here i sit on my merry go round.
waiting for the ride to stop.
i see the people, with their smilling faces,
cotton candy and footlong hot dogs.

I wonder around, my stomache empty
looking for him.
where is he, where did he go.
i am so tired.
slowly i move forward.
i see him, i touch his shoulder,
he turns, but all i see are
pinpoint pupils stareing back at me.
I take his dirty hand in mine,
and go for another ride.
by
hundow

Perfect.

Thank you.

Very well done...so true. I hear roller coaster but merry go round is appropriate too...it's all something we want off of in this dance of addiction.

this means alot to me today. thank you.