Regina M. 10/19/10 block 2
Ballad Poem The rush, the wind that blew through my hair. It was like a feeling, that would never compare. Butterflies in my stomach Feeling like I'll never come down. The sound of the crowd screaming their guts out, with fear and excitement in their eyes. The loops and down falls all at once, Feels like someone tickling me from the inside. Losing my voice just wanna come down, HELP ME HELP ME! GET ME OFF NOW! Once its over, the feeling is gone, but somehow I feel the need to get back on. It was like a never ending ride, and the people getting off with PRIDE....