One Hell Of A Ride Poem by Nicole Buckland

Why does this keep happening?
i'm trying to fight it,
just please understand
this is me, this is who I am.

I'm lost and have no directions
to find my life anymore
Or is this just it, how my
life is going to run, no
freedom anymore?

Theres another person to me
someone trying to take me
away, day after day I just
pray, to my angels that i'll
be safe.

Crying doesnt work so I shed
no tears anymore, I just feel
the way is to meditate as I
sit on the floor, I think to
myself the beautiful positives
of each day

And in my mind to a happy place
I hope my angels take me away.

can anyone hear my cries?
which only they lay inside.
Imagin if one day I die, for
each day is one hell of a ride.