In another moment, down went Alice after it,
never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
She was too excited for the adventures to begin.
Sunshine and castles made of sand,
decorated with shells, oh so grand.
Pretty rocks lined the path like stars.
The clock hands danced to a tune only we could hear,
New people, new friends — she held them all so dear.
Their laughter rang bright and clear.
They held tea parties in the trees
Never had she felt so at peace
Lost in moments like a breeze.
In another moment, down I went after it, never once considering how in the world I was to get out again.
So what happened then?
For me, chasing the rabbit didn't lead to Wonderland,
I didn't find grand castles made of sand.
No, nothing went as planned.
No castles, no dreams, no perfect plans.
Pretty shells have shattered into shards,
Everything falls like a house of cards.
Rocks once stars, now dull and worn,
Glitter lost, all beauty torn.
Suddenly im stuck in a hole, no rabbit in sight.
The walls creep in, breath turns thin,
A silent cage where fears begin.
A pressing force on my chest.
As the colours fade away
You start to think maybe it's for the best.
YOU ARE READING
Through hell and back
PoésieThere's a tingling in my fingers. Humming in my head. a thousand ideas just waiting to be read. the page is blank, and the possibilities are endless. - Queen_of_Dead118 Hi! and welcome to my poetry book. First I'd like to dedicate this book to som...
