Surviving poem

I wrote this in class for an assignment.
Thought I should share it and tell me what you guys think?
Friction/Woods based off of.

Surviving is just like a rollar coaster
It gets harder and harder
I hear frogs in the forests bringing rain
The heat begins to run
Making lakes so less and dry
Then the heat piles up just to explode me
Then the next day I wake up the surviving is restarting like a rollar coaster ride

Voilla!