Wondering and Wandering

Curiosity has led me a stray,

down a long, dark hole,

a fall that lasted for days.

Suddenly I'm tumbling across the floor,

not a very soft landing,

when I came upon a small door.

Looking down,

I'm much to tall,

Looking up,

I'm much to small.

Filled with frustration,

I was beginning to doubt

the things I could do,

So I started to pout.

"Where am I?" said through gritted teeth.

In a desperate display

my heart clenched quite quickly

at my sudden dismay.

"You're a dreamer.

It's just a dream."
What was thought to be a whisper

was actually a scream.

Tears rolled down my rosy pink cheeks,

"Why, oh why, won't I wake?"

I slowly layed down as

I started to shake.

In my head,

tingles of night started to seep.

Sometimes to wake up,

You just have to sleep.