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Jul 2013
I sit here in this rabbit hole,
wondering how it is that I've gotten here.
This bump on my head may explain a little,
but with all the strange happenings I'm sure that's not all.

When I walk I feel like I'm floating, in mid air,
Like I need tied down.
It's a good feeling.
But when the strange things start happening,
it's to surreal.

My brain is on overload, whenever
I stand my head spins.
I'm standing still, the world is moving around me.
What I see is magical.

In moments like these I don't feel like me.
It's like I'm watching me from the outside.
Its so strange watching yourself walk about.

When I'm alone my head spins insanely fast.
It's a never ending merry-go-round.
I'm so dizzy,
But I can't stop.

Will I come out enlightened like Alice?
or,
Will I just be another bold MAD HATTER?
Pendragon
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Pendragon  26/F
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