my wonderland

Smiling is forbidden,
in this life that ive been given,
searching despiritely around,
but, my sunshine cannot be found,
in the middle of nothing,
staring so feared,
arrising from my depression,
a figure appeared,
i fallowed this figure,
deep into dark,
until it faded,
but left a mark,
i approached with no hesitation,
was this my imagination?
a curious hillusination?
the mark grew all around,
spreading through the sky and on the ground,
a smokey wind blew me away,
it whispered "child you must stay"
i closed my eyes,
did i hear cries?
or laughter my laphter,
brought from inside,
surrounded, now, by creatures unknown,
saying to me "this is your home"
the sky a misty blue, the vibe, strangely new,
so i ran, and ran,
air rushing through my hair,
i stepped into the sky head held highest of high,
before i could explore,
all had been taken,
i must had mistaken,
no reality had it seamed,
for i had only dreamed........t.m.p.k.

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Talitha Mae
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Joined: 03/09/2010

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How often do you write poetry?
Daily
20%
Weekly
11%
Monthly
2%
When the mood strikes
47%
During stressful or emotional times
13%
Not that frequently
4%
I just like to read poetry
3%
Total votes: 339