Romance Short Story

A poem I wrote about my best friend. I wish I could honestly portray how much she helped me recover from depression. Sadly, there aren't enough words in the dictionary to portray my feelings. So I guess I will have to combine them in as many ways possible...

Wonderland. A world that everyone has grown to love. In this world of laughter and imagination everything was centered around one girl. Alice. Wonderland was a world of her imagination. A world that she created. Her first trip to Wonderland was merely to find herself, her courage. After that first adventure she returned to this magical land to help find answers to her various problems. Alice's imaginary friends were always there waiting for her with open arms to help, no matter how severe or simple the problem. Alice was only thirteen when tragedy struck. Alice's family died a horrible death in front of their young, naive daughters eyes. In order to deal with the grief of loosing her family Alice delved back into her imaginary world. Upon first arrival she noticed slight changes to the world. The once ever present sun was blocked behind ominous dark clouds. The bright colors of the world were somehow muted and dull. Even her childhood friends seemed to be wallowing in their own despair and self pity. Unable to find the answers she so desperately needed she fled from her own world, her imagination. Was the sadness and fear that she felt strong enough to infect the inhabitants of wonderland? Despair and fear brought about by her families death. The guilt of what her own emotions had done to her beloved friends. What was she to do? What could she do? What if wonderland was like this forever. What if she was like this forever? It was to much for a young girl to handle. To much at one time. The frail girls psyche snapped. The next few years were nothing but a blurr. A mental asylum. To many doctors and psychiatrists to count.Her routine was almost mind numbing.The only bit of randomness the girl now had was in her dreams. Dark distorted images of her once happy friends flashing before her eyes, beckoning her back to Wonderland. A world no longer of magic and happiness, but of death, decay, and insanity. Each of her friends seemed to have come across a tragedy of their o

Poem.

You all have that special someone, who makes you feel special, don't you? Well, this is a poem for all those someones who're your inspiration to make your dreams come true.