Rollercoaster of Emotion [Poem]

Happiness cannot be trusted –
it never lasts, no matter
how good things are
around me or how
they feel inside.

In fact, the more I soar,
the more likely it is
I will fall - crashing
headfirst towards the
ground, cracking
bones and shattering
hopes.

The crashes hold me
in long quilts of
sorrow and despair,
wrapping a rope around
my throat and
whispering how peaceful
death would be.
How I should try it
out someday.

Right now, I
am stuck on the
ground, staring back up
towards the clouds.
Just yesterday, I
flew up there,
feeling euphoric.
I had never felt that
happy before,
but I know I will again.

Until then, I must brave
the storm.
It is not that bad
and I will be OK.
If only for a moment,
until the next
whirlwind hits.