Lost in Spooky Wonderland

Lost in Spooky Wonderland

Welcome to the spooky Wonderland,
the Wonderland of shadows.

I am living in a wonderful land of dreams.
Stomp, stomp —
where you get the right shot.
One, two, three…
click.

I am living all my dreams come true,
but all my fears came true too.

HELLO, WELCOME TO THE MIRROR:
A HORROR NIGHTMARE.

Let’s go for a ride
in my imaginary car.
This car has wings.
Be careful what you wish for.
THIS IS WONDERLAND.

Hold on.
Buckle up.
Put your seat belt on.

It will be like a roller coaster.
This car with wings
goes higher and higher,
and the higher it goes,
the more suddenly
it will drop you
without warning.

Be careful what you wish for.

Welcome to my Wonderland,
where all your nightmares come true.

Here the clocks are melting.
Just watch — do not touch.
Time is going backward now,
leaving you in a crazed mental state.

Do not taste anything.
Only look with your eyes,
as if the world were a broken mirror.

Candy tastes bitter here,
and smiling shadows
watch you silently.

I warn you:
do not follow the rabbit.
If you fall into the rabbit hole,
it will never end.

The carnival lights are flickering.
They will leave you blind.
This world is made of paper and glass,
and the stars fall like bullets.

Be careful what you ask for.
Next time,
a bullet may go through you,
leaving a hole inside.

Welcome to Wonderland,
where the queen is made of smoke,
where tea parties have empty chairs,
and no one ever comes in.

Wait…
is that what I have seen?
A floating staircase in the sky?
Music playing backwards?

Signs whisper:
“THIS WAY”
and
“NO WAY OUT.”

Roller coaster tracks
disappear in midair.

A dream turns into a nightmare
without warning.

This silver car has paper wings
stitched from forgotten dreams.
The engine screams
like a broken carousel.

Every mirror shows another me,
smiling when I am afraid.

Welcome to Wonderland,
where dreams become real,
wishes become dangerous,
and fake wonder
turns into horror.

Alice keeps running through Wonderland,
yet every road leads her back
to the same forgotten point in time.
Do you love me

Soft music plays backwards

in the background,

and the cold air of abandonment

fills the atmosphere.

“Do you love me?”

echoes through Wonderland,

but no one answers her voice.

This Wonderland

was only hiding loneliness

behind the fantasy.

Only wanted unconditional love

That love that never end