No words are uttered,
no return of desire,
your ignorance,
has turned me to look away.
Sudden change of emotion,
I've given up on all hope,
I'll turn my eyes to a new face,
a new attraction, a garden more beautiful.
Cast away the old feelings,
ready for future chapters of this story,
the old pages tattered and stained with tears,
heartbreak and loneliness and never ending mazes linger on them.
I'll search for a better story, one with a happy ending.
But some how you creep into my thoughts,
my intricate mind,
feelings of regret and loss,
missed chances, wondering of the love we could have shared.
My hands turn the pages, ripping them, rushing for a new chapter.
If you begin to show,
the opportunity there,
maybe a new story can begin,
but i'll go on without you, searching for the garden,
you can catch up on your own.
The white rabbit with the pocket watch,
always running late, but this time Alice won't follow it down the hole,
the rabbit will follow her to the garden she longs for,
never touched, never soiled by dirty hands.
The clock tic toc's on and on,
The storybook, this fantasy is about to end.
© Winterlights 2009.
Author notes
A little inspiration of alice's adventures in wonderland has been thrown into this. Its about how I can like one person, but all of a sudden start to like someone else out of nowhere, completely unexpected. If I know that nothing is going to happen between me and the person I used to have very strong feelings for, im going to fight to move on, even despite how hard it is. I have to, to keep myself sane.
I am big fan of Alice In Wonderland. It's a brilliant story and despite all of its quirkyness you can relate to it in many ways. I even have a mild case of "Alice in Wonderland syndrome", since I was a child, but never diagnosed for it though, that Charles Lutwidge Dodgson (Lewis Carroll) apparently suffered from, which was used in the story. It means that before I fall asleep, occasionally it feels like my head or body is bigger or smaller that it really is, and constantly feels like it changes quickly (I don't know how to explain it), or during the day, sometimes I feel taller than I really am or smaller when I'm walking, standing or sitting. I rarely get it now that I am older, but it used to happen often while awake in bed, when very dark, while trying to fall asleep. It's such a weird feeling.
Heres one link about it-(http://headaches.about.com/od/migrainediseas1/a/aiw_syndrome.htm)
what do you think
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Cast away the old feelings,
ready for future chapters of this story,
the old pages tattered and stained with tears,
heartbreak and loneliness and never ending mazes linger on them.
I'll search for a better story, one with a happy ending.
I really, really loved this stanza. This is a terrific write as a whole and you did a great job on it. Keep up the great writing, poet!
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