rides.

life's just like a series of a coaster rides.
lots of drops, turns and somersaults.
some, i appreciate the adrenaline rush - only post-ride.

others, after screaming my guts out,
i search for my heart, my legs, my soul,
collect them from the first drop, under the seats and somewhere in outerspace,
and then when i'm done, i wish i'd never gotten on in the first place.

i dont like being taken for a ride.
not by a mechanical trolley, nor by my emotions, not by anything.

battlestar galactica at universal studios- a prime example.