'Wonderland' by Blair Hill

Wonderland
By: Blair Hill
 
I wish that I was her…
or maybe that she was me.
I wish I was me.
 
Why is it that you can't see me?
I wish I could see.
 
See something. See anything.
See you?
No, not you.
Just me.
 
Who is Me?
More importantly, who is she?
 
Is she your her?
Are you her him?
Who is my me?
 
I live in a world where the sky is down and the ground is up.
Time continues moving backwards, and I keep running in triangles.
 
I've fallen down the rabbit hole and found myself in oblivion.
The Queen of Hearts isn't kind enough to chop off my head.
 
Instead, she forces me to linger here as if a member of the jury.
I’ve misplaced my pencil.
 
I’ve lost track of my scrambled senses,
pondering the caterpillar’s foggy fumes.
 
Is this life?
Or is this Hell?
 
I suppose it doesn't matter though...
I'm damned either way.
 
Edited by: Basma Amer