Falling down,
Falling down
The dark, long hole.
Falling down,
Falling down
Out of reality's hold.
No one to hold your hand,
As you fall down to wonderland.
Following the little white rabbit,
Couriosty was a bad habit.
Falling down,
Falling down,
The dark stretch of tunnel.
Falling down,
Falling down,
Because you tripped and tumbled.
Wondering around, tripped and fell down,
This was not planned, falling into wonderland.
That rabbit and that ticking clock.
3,2,1, Like a bomb about to go off.
Frantic, worried, about the clock winding down.
3,2,1. Time's run out.
Aimlessly wondering, then falling down.
Hitting the gloomy sands of wonderland.
People in mask crowd around,
Confused and scared, fear building,
Pound by pound.
Wonderland is supposed to be a magical place.
"Alice my sweet. Don't be afraid.
I know this isn't where the mad hatter played.
But don't believe them,
no matter what they said.
Wonderland was all made up in your head.
Alice my sweet, we're all mad here."
A hideous grin filled with pointed sharp teeth.
Whispered into my ear.
"Don't worry about death, for you're already dead my dear."
Falling down,
Falling down,
The rabbit hole.
No longer in reality's hold.
In letters bold,
On a small dark sign.
'WELCOME TO WONDERLAND.
WHERE WE'VE ALL LOST OUR MINDS.'
Authors note: It is one thirty in the morning and I'm not able to sleep so I was laying in bed and I thought about Alice in wonderland because we had watch the movie yesterday evening and this came to me. I hope you enjoyed it. I know it's dark. Wierd things come to me when I'm up this late.
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The Shadows
PuisiThese are some poems I've written. Warning these are mostly depressing and can trigger any one with/suffring depression, self harm and/Or anorexia.
