Thoughts On How Far the Rabbit Hole Goes

Broken hearts And hurt memories To the poor sap which these Things are inflicted I feel no pity for those In small cities For those who are so Restricted. Kindness kills And hate threatens all Tears and sorrow Don’t look so appalled These things live in the past Independence, pride These things last Don’t try to hide The feelings that call Out to you at night You wonder why I’m always right. Deep eyes and deep souls Have no end Only deep thoughts Should have to pretend Realizing you must understand Before you can know How far does the rabbit hole go?