Blind in Wonderland

This is a poem I wrote while in an abusive relationship.

The dreams that never did come true,

twist and deviate into

what we thought could never happen,

sink into a fantasy land, bathe in thr

fke reality, unlikely hopes, crushed dreams,

a plastered smile not even fit for a plastic Barbie,

and all of a sudden life is wonderland

[mixed with denial, desperate hope,

and far too many narcotics]

because we are young and reckless,

restless and desperate,

desperate for love, comfort, a new life,

for everything to just be okay again.

Too desperate to realize that this fantasy

will never work out,

rationalizing to stay positive,

to stay alive [even though we are already dead]

All along our dreams rust,

crumble into cigarette ashes, dormant

in the tray we stole from the last motel,

21st century gypsies with new lies and new lives,

slate wiped clean but the truth still in our eyes.

Days [years] walking through a fantasy,

seeing a mirage in the desert

when we're still in the same death valley

we've been in our whole lives,
visiualizing water when

we're really swallowing dirt and stand,

still playing, make-believe;

this is Wonderland.

Reviews

[Droll Prole]

Nice metaphors you've used here, good writing.

[marytownsend]

Beautifully written! You can feel the desperate tears flowing through this poem!
That yearning for a new way of life is what will lead you to better things!

[Tai Ryens]

You state amazing points of view when it comes to holding on desperately to someone, hoping for a change that most likely will never happen. Amazing piece of poetry; pure beauty. Though, it could use a little improvement; especially regarding the beginning part. Aside from that, this poem is truly beautiful. Well done.