The Rabbit Hole
I've been chasing rabbits for too long,
And followed one too many.
For now I'm falling down the rabbit hole
Dizzy and distraught.
Oh, when will it end?
It's a storm of information
And confusion in the form of rain
Falling from the heavens
And drowning me.
Finally, I reach the bottom of the blackest pit,
And the rabbit stands there waiting.
But the illusion's breaking,
And I can see
The rabbit's more than what he claimed.
It's a storm of curiosity
And danger in the form of shadows
Creeping from the rabbit hole
And suffocating me.
He spins a tale of horror;
Twisted plots and shallow lies
Woven in a complex web.
The rabbit seemed so innocent.
But he was a venomous snake all along.
It's a storm of betrayal
And deception in the form of fire
Dancing across my skin
And burning me.
Now I lay forgotten,
Trapped within the serpent's coils
As he whispers of treachery and hate.
"The world is a dark place, my dear.
And there is no escape."
It's a storm of realization
And truth in the form of poison
Flowing through my veins
And killing me.