Falling, falling down the rabbit hole
Clocks turning, tripping through my soul
That smile grinning wide, nothing else seen
This world is something I've never foreseen
Looking for hearts, off with their head!
Painting the flowers red instead
Feeling like shrinking and growing
A tea party is where I will be going
Where we dance around and you can't see
That, babe, I'm in wonderland and you're my mercury
About the Creator
Robbie Nagle
Hey there. Welcome to my page. I have recently started walking out the path to writing my first novel. To allow myself other creative outlets, I’ll be using this to post some poetry and short stories that may or may not be in future novels.
Keep reading
More stories from Robbie Nagle and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.