As I chase my rabbit, down my sanity's hole, the rabbits laugh intertwines with my soul.
As I reach the bottom, there's nothing but darkness, the air is stale and sticky just a hint of harshness.
My eyes adjust to the rabbits red glair, just staring was he, inside my mind somehow he's there.
His smile was wicked, a toothless grin...I want to scream, I want to wake up but I know this isn't a dream.
Then he leads me, down a long narrow hall, not once did he look back nor did he seem to stall.
Upon a door we came across, when he finely turned around, talking loudly in screams but I never heard a sound.
My legs begin to shake, my lips become dry, the cowerdness I felt in these tears I cry.
The rabbit mutters a sound, the door suddenly opens (I'm scared),
I hear the sounds of my parents, and people who never cared.
I beg him please, please shut the door, in my eyes he stairs opening it more.
I cringe I cower, I can't take this reality, tormenting me like this, with my own actuality.
The door now opens, and darkness escapes, to resist is futile...everyone is to late.
This darkness I see, from it escapes a eerie sound, cry's and whispers lurk, as my knees hit the ground.
And I implore...