Like the beginning of a roller coaster,

Slowly climbing up the tracks. 

The top was getting closer and closer,

Making it harder to relax. 

 

Next comes the dips, twists, drops, and turns,

Not even knowing which way to look.

My stomach suddenly started to churn,

If only my life had a guidebook.

 

Some rides can be such a blast,

Wishing and hoping they would never end.

Others I pray to go by fast,

Not wanting to experience them again.
 

Life last year was a smooth and slow boat ride,

Until I reached a long, dark tunnel.

The first thought that came to mind was to run or hide,

Because everything just began to crumble.

 

I soon crashed my boat because I could barely see,

Confused and scared, it was hard for me to think.

All that came to mind was, "What is going to happen to me?",

When both my boat and I had begun to sink.

 

Floundering around, I tried finding something to grab onto.

I kept sinking, so all I could manage was to hold my breath.

About to run out of air, there was nothing else I could do.

I would have never imagined that this would be the cause of my death.

 

In the cold, black water I slowly closed my eyes.

Feeling alone, I thought there was no way out of this bind.

I guess a person really does see their life happen before they die,

Just then all of my memories came running through my mind.

 

Out of nowhere, I felt a person's hand.

It was warm and gentle, yet big and strong.

This hand pulled me out of the water and onto land,

The question now was, to whom did this hand belong?

 

I looked up at this person and met his gaze.

To always remain by his side is what I intend,

He alone had the ability to clear all of my mind's haze.

To my surprise, it turned out to be my best friend.

 

Being with him, I no longer have to ride roller coasters alone.

All we will ever need is each other, even when we grow old.

It makes me happy that I do not have to do this on my own.

The rides are still scary, but at least I now have a hand to hold.