Reality Sucks

Reality sucks

In the world where you are easily forgotten

In a life that is boring

Nothing interesting happens

So I want to live in my own world

 

I will leave behind reality

Live in my imaginary wonderland

 

Magic wealding faeries

Singing flowers

My own wonderland

Where  it growns delicious berries

And houses beautiful glass towers

The softest sand

 

 

I sing along with the people

My people

Rulling with love

Unlike reality

 

Crispy apples

Sugary pies

 

One day, strolling along,

I glanced at a family,

Suddently feeling home sick

I create my own family

 

Instead of my mom, mopping all the time

Crying,

She laughs a lot and loves me.

My dad, instead of hitting my mom because he can’t find a job

He supports me and cracks jokes

Like the old days.

 

My older brother is with me,

Kind and caring,

Instead of 6ft under

Because of suicide

 

I fight the tide

Of reality

With all my might

So they don’t ruin

My wonderland

 

One day

You breech my defenses

Damn psychic boy

Poking in my mind

They must be desperate

 

I fight you with all my might, but you speak

“Alice! You have to go back!”

I shake my head.

If I can’t get him to leave,

I’ll trap him here.

Forever.

 

I give him a sugary smile

“Here, have some food first.

We have exellent pies.”

 

He caves into my pleading

I invite families,
and there’s a big feast.

He’s overwhelmed.

“Who are you, boy?

And why do you intrude,

On my wonderland?”

 

He clears his throat

“My name is Chade,

And I have come here to bring you back

To reality.”

 

I frown, teacup in hand

“I don’t want to leave my wonderland.

Here, the softest sand,

The sweetest berries,

Beautiful glass towers.

Magical fearies,

And the singing flowers?

Where’s there’s food for everyone

And a family that loves me?

Do you really want to take it all away from me?”

 

He shakes his head

“But the people,

Real people

They miss you

They worry by your side,

Your face is pale and blue,

So they asked me to probe your mind,

To get you out.”

 

“But I don’t like reality

It’s full of mean people,

And insanity.

Life only hurts,

And my wonderland protects me from it.”

 

He refused to budge,

All my plans to get him out futile

My singing flowers

Turned skeletal

Dancing bones.

 

My mood turning no better

The dancing bones making it worse

Turning my wonderland dark

My people starving

 

My mind is raving

The beautiful glass towers-

Gone.

Magic wealding fearies-

Gone.

Singing flowers-

Gone.

The sweetest berries-

Gone.

 

Instead,

Cold, ugly black towers

Drooling, lumpy goblins

Dead, witled flowers

Poisonous, rotton berries

 

Spikes about,

The people shout,

The damn psychic boy did this.

He just couldn’t leave me alone.

 

Over time, I threw him out

With enough power.

But my wonderland

Turned into a Hell.

A Hell I would have liked to avoide

It’s no better than reality.

 

But I can’t escape.

What should I do?

Everybody’s dead

I’m the queen of the bones on the ground,

The wilted flowers that scream,

My palace vibrating from the sound

 

I feel like my head will start to steam

From all the hurt here.

My family are a bag of bones,

Trying to claim my soul

 

Tyring to regain my wonderland is taking a toll

I go weary, unoticing the psychic boy breeching my defenses.

Trying to pull me out.

But I’m stuck.

 

Oh,

My Wonderland.

I love you,

But I hate you the same

Entrapping me forever.

 

Perhaps,

Will that boy ever visit me again?

And save me?

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for pointing out my spelling mistake, AngelBeat.
Mistakes, comment, and reviews are appreciated.

Reviews

[AngelBeat]

This is very cool...
oh and, spelling mistake... its poisonous , not Poisounus

[Sylvana]

Yaaayy that was so amazing!
I love the twist it had, and I can say that I live in my mind a bit too much myself. Haha.

[registeredisaster]

that has to be the biggest backfire i ever read. nice one cube.