Down the Rabbit Hole
I’m feeling at something of a low ebb at the moment; tired, headachey, generally down. I had no inspiration for today so I’ve nabbed the title from a previous post and just written how I feel.
Down the rabbit hole I go,
Falling fast and falling slow,
Where the floor is I don’t know.
Down the rabbit hole I fall,
No way to grab onto the wall,
No one there to hear my call.
Down the rabbit hole I slide,
People watching from outside,
Feeling emotionally and physically fried.
Down the rabbit hole I slip,
Hoping it is just a blip,
Must find a way to stop the trip.
Down the rabbit hole I go,
Falling fast and falling slow,
Where the floor is I don’t know.
Oh to be a happy bunny
Mrs TeePot also goes by the name Livi and is a tea drinking, chocolate munching, social networking writer.
She is the Snapshot Round Up writer for Britmums and also moonlights at www.urbanvox.net adding some extra raunch to their "Fun & Frolics" column.
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