Kapitel 4: Runaway

Miramé Kühlwein

by Miramé Kühlwein

Story

Deep down there

Down the rabbit hole there’s a world that waits for me
A world a white rabbit can lead me into
A white rabbit I have to pursue
To find something new, falling through the hole
Whose exit will heal my soul

After giving up control
Still chasing the rabbit that stole my sanity
Guiding me far away from reality
This world makes me feel a new state of mind
Helps me leave everything behind

Maybe I’ll stay here forever
Or maybe I’ll start running
Succumbling the urge to find a wardrobe
That sends me even farer away
Sends me somewhere else I might wanna stay


Somewhere far away

Did I hit my head or has my mind never been as clear as now before? Is this reality or have my thoughts led me too deep somewhere I shouldn’t be? Did I already wake up or did I never fall asleep in the first place? Where will my thoughts take me?

Somewhere, I fly through the ground or fall on a cloud. I hear melodies in the distance and yet so loud. They sound and guide me through the loneliness and crowd
Deeper and deeper into the worlds of pure imagination

Have I been here before or is this just a place I knew I would adore? Am I even myself or someone else I’ve never met? Am I going insane or just building my own reality? Maybe that’s the same. Where will my thoughts take me?

Somewhere, I swim through the woods or walk on a lake
I look into a mirror that shows me nothing, instead pulls me in. It shatters and the shards float around me. Then into my head, being the last piece of my puzzling mind

Fish me out

Get me, lead me, save me
Save me from this cruel world
A world that tries to drown me
Fish me out of this gray sea and raise me to heaven
Where I can truly live

In a world I painted myself
Where the clock never strikes twelve
‘Cause time freezes when you’re free
When you hold every door’s key

Get me, lead me, save me
Save me from their uninspired minds
Come and break with me the cages they build
Before our dreams get killed
Disappear with me

Disappear with me
Through the doors we open inside our minds
Leading us to worlds of all kinds
Fish me out of this gray sea!

© Miramé Kühlwein 2024-09-29

Genres
Anthologies
Moods
Emotional