Life is like riding a Carousel

While tripping on acid

One moment you are fine

Having fun even

The next

Your mind is fucked

As you watch the ceramic horses blur with the music

A ride which will not end

No matter how much you beg the roadie to turn it off

Standing in the middle

As the shrill laughter reminds you of your shattered life

Emptiness dipped with a sugar coating

Is that supposed to make you smile?

Or are you supposed to ignore heavens price?

Paying the toll with your soul blood