The bottle of blue
I toke a sip from the bottle of blue
I start to falling
I reached for the wall
But I start to fall in to a dream like state
In wonderland that is quite strange
I fell in to a pond of red
My lungs filled
As I let out a shriek
I felt so weak
That's all a remember
Before I opened eyes
the tears stained my cheeks
I was alone again
Then I heard a voice
It hoisted Me from my personal mist
I touched my lips because of a ghost like kiss
I turn to see a boy who looked about my age
I stared in shock
He ran to my side
As I tried to stand
But my leg could not hold me up
Then he pick me up
I felt my cheeks heat
And than I fell asleep
I awoke to the sound of the hatter and the white queen
Who was he
Was he the prince of my dreams
Authors note
WHO US THIS BOY
WILL ARE "ALICE" FIND OUT
IS HE REAL OR A DREAM FIND OUT IN THE NEXT POEM
A CLIFF HANGER POEM THAT'S NEW
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Back to wonderland
PoesieThere alice in wonderland themed poems. About a girl's trips in wonderland and she is no alice.She is a crazy emo girl who is also sweet and kind but take a trip back in to wonderland after her best friend dies, and she falls down the rabbit hole...
