Falling down
Grasping at air
Catching nothing
Further and further down the hole I go
Hard earth prevents me from continuing
Many doors with possibilities
A mirror to reflect my actions, a doppelganger
Uncertain whether to chase the rabbit
If I follow, will I escape?
Or will I become a prisoner?
Captured by a Heart
Forcing me to be its slave
I am a lost child
Looking for choices in a wonderland
Imaginary solutions to reality
Never again will I dwell in it
Cold comfort in this chase
Guilty pleasure of this high
Adrenaline pumping
Alert and aware of everything
Find myself staring at a hole
Destined to be repeated
Never ending cycle
And I fall again
- From December