The Whimsical Wonderland

"The Whimsical Wonderland"

Spiraling downwards is what you feel

spiraling upwards is what you see

Doors falling out of reach? 

or is it you, 

too far to see.

Soon the tiking comes

the tocking

the ticking

then silence as the clocks disappear

Soon you hit ground

or do you hit sky?

Are you in the earth

or in the clouds?

Standing dizzily, 

weary of what is there

 You stummble your way

looking

searching

for what?

You do not know for you are lost

In this whimsical Wonderland

Where trees spiral in all directions

soaked in a blood red color

You keep looking

and as you go further

and further

and further

you notice this wonderland is not the same as you have seen

its is dark

scary

filled with hate

and blood

and death

you start to run

run

run

but there is no way for you to escape

you are trapped

running in Wonderland

running from the beasts

the monsters

the thought of your death

The monster will reach

they will grab

they will scratch 

and claw

hurt and harm

ignore your pleas of terror

of fright

of pain

For they dont care

they never have

the blood is from the past

the past victems that came to this Wonderland

thinking it was fun

thinking it was safe

but no

there is no white rabbit

No Mad Hatter

not that you would know

they are twisted

mad

murderers

They kill the guests just like the monsters

but they are much worse

the monsters are like nothing

so do not venture

too far in wonderland

for anything could lie ahead *grins*