I need a trip to Wonderland
an escape from the pitfalls of life
there is a bottle peeking from the shelves of the fridge
drink me, it says.
So I do.
every last drop...
little cookies in a box whisper "eat me."
so I do.
just one or two.
one more bottle, just a little sip to get me to the right size
to fit in the door...
I crawl up to bed
curl up in a blanket of clouds.
listening to the wind whistle through the trees,
and the rhythmic ticking of the clock
my sweet kitten blinks her big blue eyes at me
asking why I am staring at the flowers painted on the wall
can't she hear them singing?
warm wet tears pool below my lashes
sliding down my cheeks, splashing onto the sheets
drip drip drip
I know what is waiting for me
when I wake up...
but until then,
oh, just for a little bit,
I want to be happy.