Like falling down the rabbit hole

knowing not where you came from

nor where you’ll go

so you stand there

with a cheshire grin on your face

wishing you had more time

time to heal your broken heart

time to fix your shattered soul

time to pick up the pieces of yourself

scattered

and you feel so hopeless

helpless

lost

scared

but you tuck it all away

knowing you haven’t the time for it.