The World's Waltz

by Ninja Cat in the depths of Wonderland...trying to find a looking-glass portal out.

The World’s Waltz

On the boundaries

Of the mingling jokes

I stand on the other side

Of the stairs

There is nothing good

To see or do here,

But hey, how about I pull your hand?

It is a horrible, stumbling thing

As they dance atop the alter

Are dulled senses are slowly dazzled

What would it be like?

Here with you?

A shrill voice

Echoes all around us

Stinging with the

Worst possible meanings

Within the crowded room,

I catch your gaze

Of course you know,

There’s nothing good here

To see or do,

But come on now let’s

Give it all we’ve got!

Sentences filled, with short words

The similar faces,

Reason for confusion

Still searching for,

Searching for something

That I cannot find

Cheeks are red, but eyes are angry

You look away, but still are smiling

Those tiny messages,

Are hard to understand!

With a hop, and a step

It’s a horribly stumbling dance

Our own corner of the world

To whisper,

“One, two, three, four.”

One little crash

And I feel the sense of ending

We make a grand entrance

And are gone in the next moment

Twirling, twirling

My heart, it’s beat

Is going ever faster!

There’s no room

For the humble passerby

In the race to board

The final train

There is nothing good

To see or do here

But, should I take that hand?

Something’s changing,

In the air

I try to pretend it’s all in my head

A disconnected and stumbling dance

Yes, shall we dance it?

With all our might?

What do I do?

What do I say?

Why all this movement?

Why step with the music?

Searching for,

Searching for the reason

But it cannot be found!

Tears are falling, but you’re dancing

Eyes filled with pain, yet you’re moving

That kind of contradiction,

Can’t be understood!

With a high and a low,

It’s a horribly screeching song

All around,

The people hang their heads

You can almost hear

The one note that my heart sang

I cannot yet forget it

An amazing view,

From out this tiny window

There’s nothing good

To see or do here

With a hop and a step

It’s a horribly stumbling dance

We quietly said,

“One, two, three, four.”

One little crash

And I feel a sense of ending

Slowly surely, you are disappearing

Take me with you

And your unknown journey

Goodbye, farewell

I hope to not return here…