Wonderland.

Dreams are simply dreams, nothing more.

We open happiness with junk
And watch our bubble transform;

Existentialism means nothing here
In this land of make-believe,
For cemeteries hold no ties
And hearts hold no life.

Will you watch with me
As all the rainbows smile
And the colours box themselves
In the midst of this black and white

Or shall you glide away
Another figment in this world
Anorexic of sense
And absent of truth.

This illusion is hazardous
This whole realm of insanity,
I know everything there is now,
And yet I know nothing at all

Whilst all I can see is topsy-turvy,
Complete organised chaos
All astrophysics and gravity
Cannot appear in this falseness.

Take a look around this fragile, broken town
Almost as faltering as reality
This place of oxymorons
Gives way to madness.

I won’t remember when I wake.