Down The Rabbit Hole
Where have you gone no trace of you
I see footsteps
Fresh and new like a newborn baby
I follow them
Where could you be?
Did I miss the signs?
I have eyes but I do not see
I look and find myseld near an old withering tree
Dying like the feelings in my heart
I see a hole so deep like the eyes of the soulless
Beside the abyss is a watch cracked and dirty
This was the time you left me
To go down the rabbit hole
This poem is about:
Me