I was thinking about not posting here any more. I don't want to talk about everything or think about everything and every time I log on and see all my entries I feel like I'm falling down a rabbit hole or something.
I was in something like a trance (???) for several days. I thought I was asleep but I can see that I posted an entry, so I must not have been? It's so easy to lose track of time here, to forget that outside the sun is rising and setting and that people are going to and from work and school and all that. I keep trying to look at the entry I posted, but every time I do I can't read the words, like trying to read books in dreams, and I get a headache, but not really a headache. More like someone is trying to split my fucking skull open and I can't even see straight.
Maybe I'm still asleep. Maybe I'll wake up soon and this will all be a dream
Cats and rabbits
Would reside in fancy little houses
And be dressed in shoes and hats and trousers
In a world of my own
All the flowers
Would be very extra special colors
They would sit and talk to me for hours
When I'm lonely in a world of my own
There'd be new birds
Lots of nice and friendly how do you do birds
Everyone would have a dozen blue birds
Within that world of my own
I could listen to the babbling brook
And hear a song that I could understand
I keep wishing it could be that way
Because my world would be a wonderland
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