Falling...
Right.
Down.
The rabbit hole,
That has a special place, In my mind...
Sometimes I love wonderland.
Sometimes it takes over...
Consuming my world,
It becomes my reality.
Sometimes it gives,
The dark world,
Color...
Fairies fly.
Laughter surrounds me.
The big bunny waves,
He smiles.
And I find purpose.
I feel special,
In my own wonderland.
Falling...
Right.
Down.
The rabbit hole,
That has a special place, In my mind...
Sometimes I hate wonderland.
Sometimes it takes over...
Consuming my world,
It becomes my reality.
Sometimes it fills
My world with
Fear...
Shadows grow.
Screaming surrounds me.
The tall men watch,
They stare.
And I find horror.
I feel alone,
In my own wonderland.
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Human
Non-FictionI've gone through some crap. We all have, so maybe you can relate. This is poetry about the life of another depressed human.
