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i miss you now, i need you here
reality doesn't seem at all clear
it's your hugs and touch for which i yearn
but all i get is a breeze, which can't hug in return
it's the words you have spoken, your voice still lingers
even though i can't touch you with a wave of my fingers
reality is crashing, why won't it stay sturdy?
it's getting my hands and thoughts awfully dirty.
i guess i played to long in Wonderland
my legs are broken, i can no longer stand
i guess i stayed to long with the clouds in my head
for when i crashed down to reality, i'm wishing i was dead
whats it like up there in your eternal Wonderland?
is there cake and tea? is everything insane and not bland?
do you always have a sugary feast?
and can you point out the ways of Snud and Queast?
i really wish i can be in that place
because everything isn't real, so theres no pain to face
just be in the land where nothing makes sense
no need to figure out problems that can get you tense
i suppose i spent to long in my Wonderland
now, reality hit me so hard, i can't even stand
reality has an evil way of always coming back
trapping your thoughts, making the world seem black
don't you wish there was a place for you and me?
somewhere we can escape from reality?
i know a place, but my stay has exceeded
paying attention to real life, is where i'm now needed
so you can go back, don't follow the man
skip along, finding your own special plan
enjoy yourself and don't forget your free
so please, take this advice and enjoy it wisely
don't stay to long, and don't fly to far.
because the next time you land, it won't be on a star
enjoy this time, because you still can
take this advice, and don't abuse the security of Wonderland.
- Title: To Long In Wonderland
- Artist: Quinavere
- Description: yes i know another alice in wonderland poem. but when i was 12 and i read through the looking glass for the first time i fell in love ;). so i just have to every now and then. but you know also this is about how i enjoy my own state of mind and then having the real world crash down on me. it can happen you know...
- Date: 04/17/2010
- Tags: long wonderland
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- starryluminara - 04/17/2010
- wow, love it, my dad says i always have my head in the clouds and at times when you walk out of your daydream, reality only hurts more. The thing i love most as much as you love wonderland is colors! I don't really write poems about them but i draw, you know, shades over here shades over there. I think i get it from my dad when i was little he used to show me how colors matched. Instead of using a pen or pencil to write my diary i use markes to express the feeling of the entry. Everybody has to
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