sins of wonderland

They make me feel vulnerable.

They make it so I don’t feel safe.

They make it so I feel of nothing honorable.

They make me feel worthless.

I no longer feel safe in this ghost town.

Am I falling down a rabbit hole?

Or am I the Mad Hatter?

Or maybe I’m Alice, a fool,

Running from my worries,

But end up running right into them.

I feel it’s my fault.

I create problems in my head,

But in reality isn’t reality.

I only see red.

What does my red vision mean?

Desperate for a pinch of hope.

As the roses shrivel up,

Is there any way to cope?

Maybe I’m psycho, maybe I’m normal.

Maybe the world is blind from my daydream.

I could’ve been a neat deck of cards,

But I took my chances and shuffled them.

I gambled my life,

Scared of the Red Queen’s hum.

My china-like face goes from pearly white to bright red.

My thoughts take twists and turns,

Which way, Cheshire Cat?

His deadly smile, help, it burns.

I slowly shrivel down the quicksand,

The quicksand of the sins of Wonderland.