carousel

She looks in the mirror
The carousel calls
The magical music begins
The frozen horses begin their dance

A slight adjustment here (eat alone)
The carousel horse rises
A new rule there (only perfectly round peas)
The carousel horse lowers

The music begins she sways to the melody
The horses begin rising and falling,
the motion increases
Happiness enthralls to the music
she begins to feel what she always wanted
Control, happines
The music makes her swoon with excitement

With each beat the rules get stronger
With every horse rise and fall she restricts herself more
If this felt so good before, more will feel better!

The carousel music radiates
The whirl is encompassing
Sometimes enthralling creating a world of bliss
Sometimes creating panic and fear
But, still a melodic world of comfort

The carousel begins spinning out of control
The rules are not freeing anymore but imprisoning
The limitations are prison bars
The carousel will not slow down
How do you stop it...it is not longer comfort or joy!

What happened to joy?

The beautiful horses?
So lost I don't even see them anymore
The beutiful song?
I lost that




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