Down The Rabbit Hole.
I Didn’t Find Wonderland.
Sinking further and further down,
please don't stop me now.
I am falling
but I don't need saving.
I don't need a happy ending.
Content with what I've become,
I'm not the only one.
Slowly falling in love
with my sadness.
Caught up in this madness;
Driving myself insane.
So just let me fall,
keep on falling down the rabbit hole.
If I go deep enough
will I soon find my wonderland?
As I sank deeper
I became weaker.
Never finding my wonderland.
Instead confronted with the murky depths of hell,
which I now call my home.
Left here all on my own -
it's baron like a wasteland.
So I wandered down
never to be found.
The deeper I went
the more I was engulfed with this pain.
A monster I slowly became,
no relief from this never ending rain.
Will I ever make it out again?
I just wanted to find a release
to make this pain cease.
I thought this would be my escape,
so I chased the rabbit further and further,
sinking deeper and deeper
down the rabbit hole.
But soon I went too far
down a very bad path.
Getting lost along the way,
On my descent to wonderland.
I got side-tracked by the evil red queen.
So now where's my escape?
Where is my wonderland?
Maybe this pain
is my escape.
leaving me all alone
in my very own
twisted, fucked up,
wonderland.
- Erin 5th July 2013
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Erin Shields
27. England. Poet. I have Bipolar, BPD & Anxiety. I’ve been writing since I was 18 as an outlet for my mental health.
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