Falling

Falling

With no direction, the coaster rides,

All over, in our lives,

Without invite or cause,

We're wounded from its claws.

To duck, to smite, to hide,

No way found to stem that tide,

Flowing endlessly today,

I'll let it through, I say.

It fools you, so it does,

From castles built from up above,

Hiding away, your possible truth,

Sifting sorting, past the proof.

Then just when you absorb the lie,

Built defences crack and die,

You're buried under forgotten sighs,

Only now, do you feel its disguise.

Back to the start it appears,

Once more to instill the old fears,

Start to build a new wall,

Of a castle from which to fall.