A somewhat creepy poem i wrote "October 14, 2007" according to my lovely dated draft in gmail. enjoy, i think..
Wonderland
This place is cool and still.You slowly slip into
such a welcoming abyss.
Not knowing what lies ahead.
Try not to fear
what is still unknown.
You are still
in shock, not enough time to fear
what you have got yourself into.
No knowledge of what's ahead,
just simplicity and abyss.
for it doesn't feel completely unknown.
There is something ahead
telling you to remain still.
It beckons you into
it. Asks you to embrace the fear
itself. That comes with this abyss.
Don't walk, run into
what you still call unknown,
which is by no means still.
Look ahead.
but rather in the moment. Fear
is left in that still
beautifully terrifying abyss.
No longer cautious of the unknown.
Fully aware of what this is turning into.
You've fallen into
a fairytale. Wonderland had lain aheadand it was only mildly unknown.
Realize that you have more to fear
in the return from the abyss.
The sleep that follows, so calm and still.
Turn into the fear.
Venture ahead and witness the disappearing abyss.Nothing remains unknown, just nightmarish still.








