Dreams are an illusion
A pretty wish
So fleeting, so fragile
So easy to miss
It kisses me softly
And waits for my time
To gather the courage
And take what is mine
I fall down this hole
No matter the cost
The hourglass empties
As my compass is lost
My tears are a sea
Of hopelessness and fear
I try to see the future
But it doesn’t seem near
The clock ticks and chimes
As I struggle to the sky
I am lost in the tide
As I swim and I cry
I get through the door
By finding my key
It was lost in my soul
But not all as it seems
The caterpillar sits patiently
Waiting for me to come
I’m filled with regret
For the things I have done
I travel through a mystical paradise
Of sinister smiles and shimmering seas
As I drink down the arsenic
That was left in my tea
Words seeping like oil through my brain
Pretend to believe the lies that they tell
No one can ever know
How they cast their spell
I am lost between reality and imagination
What is real? What is fake/
It’s just an illustration
Of what I want, of what I regret
Of what is lost, of what was found
Breezy Brignall, 2012
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Alice's Adventures
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