Wonderland

down the rabbit hole

and back to Wonderland

through the forest 

Alice runs

but never escapes.

instead,

dark clouds fog her mind

and her sanity

slips away

every last trace of it

vanishes from her fingertips

into thin air.

panicking,

she feels her breath

being slowly drained from her

while all the surrounding faces

melt like burning candles

the sky fades to black

and crimson drops of blood

start pouring from the sky

slowly disintegrating the world

Alice once knew

as her reality

tree branches that used to guard her

now reach up and away

twisting, turning within the stars

but only to come back down

strangling poor Alice with their thorns

and dragging her down below the surface

to be buried alive in her nightmares.

Reviews

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

I love this. Fabulous imagery.
I've written a piece called "Wonderland my foot", It's ok but nothing along the lines you've written.

[Star]

Thank you. I just read your mentioned poem, it's actually very good.