Nightmare In Wonderland

Swirling like an exhale from a cigarette that burns Watching from a distance as the world mundanely turns Everyday the same routine, a joyless empty place You wonder when you look at her why indifference paints her face A memory is hollow like a bitter broken heart Nothing matters anymore as it all falls apart Another indie song circles ‘round on repeat A solemn understanding transfers though the beat Melancholy strings plucked on acoustic guitars How does the world feel so small but leave you so far Out upon the edges where sanity knows its bounds Would you plummet off the edge if nobody was around? Without reciprocation we float lifeless in this world Nothing feels; nothing bleeds from this lachrymose girl Another day, another chance to see that things set right One more minute, one more hour until the close of night Lying awake in bed with eyes tightly closed When the demons of sleep depart, she’ll never know Kaleidoscope images and soundless words Twist and wind into silent thoughts she’s heard Dreams consume from head to toe Encapsulate subconscious things she doesn’t know Vivid nightmares, ghoulish scenes create within the walls Like Alice in her Wonderland, too much time to fall But with a sudden jaunt this girl will come to rise She will stare at her reflection and see nothing in her eyes No one will ever notice the things they’ll never see Hidden, caged and bound her secrets to captivity No pain, no sorrow, not a trace of fear Not anger or regret could be found here Each reinforcement, skillfully adjusted every morn Straightened at the corners and sutured to the norm “This is your life,” she says, “It owes you not a thing. Too bad perfection isn’t as perfect as it seems.”