We're All Mad Here: September 2015

Broken Reality

I'm not crazy.

Perhaps my reality is different than yours.

Perhaps you see a chance to make a friend.

I see a chance to make an enemy.

Perhaps you see a day of opportunities.

I see a day of dread where no good can come of it.

Perhaps you see the sunlight.

I see the night.

Perhaps you dream.

While I have nightmares.

We're All Mad Here

Are we not all Alice?

Have we not all fallen?

Do we not all face the monsters of Wonderland?

Do we not all question reality?

Perhaps the Wonderland is real.

Shall we take a trip down the rabbit hole?

A Dark Paradise

I fall in love with words

And I just heard something new

That’s the problem with this world

Who knew what I had gotten into

I’m looking for a new abyss

Someplace safe where I can fit

I’m looking for happiness

The same place I lost it

Every time I close my eyes

I’m living in a dark paradise

With this heart made of lies

A part of me dies

It’s so dark in here

I’d say it’s run by fear

The skeletons are in the back

My memories begin to crack

Nothing can hurt me

Because here, I’m free

I’m alone in the dark

And it’s made its mark