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Alice Mar 2017
your opinions are debatable
persona? not quite dateable
in fact, you're very hate-able
and that is why I am not able
to keep telling this sweet fable
and living within your labels
this relationship is not stable
lets return to the drawing table
and from the equation we should subtract


You.
Alice Jan 2014
Falling asleep
           Dozing off,
The LSD
            Is getting to me,
I tripped and fell
            Right down a hole,
Hit my head
            Is that a floating pole?!
Getting deeper
            Darker still,
I should not have taken that pill.
Alice Mar 2017
weights on eyes
dragging shades down over windows
bringing darkness into my home
ghostly thoughts swirl through my skull
building, building, until they overflow
bursting through the windows
sending pure sorrow spilling
down
Alice Mar 2017
shadow-shrouded face
turn to the earth
travel to your lonely hearth

outcast boy drawn near
tease and flirt
remove your shirt

taken girl leading on
heaving blue hearts
gluing together shards
Alice Mar 2014
Have you ever stood on the edge of a cliff
And considered jumping?

Not because you are suicidal, but simply because you wonder
If
Maybe humans really can fly, but the ones who jumped and found out

Flew away because they realized how much better it was to live flying than to live dying
Alice Mar 2017
A single drop can
quench the thirst of
a man long done with
yelling.

A single bucket can
scald the skin of
a woman bathing with
coals.

A single ocean can
drown the dreams of
a child left without
a boat.

A single bottle can
rob the pockets of
a man left without
a home.
a commentary on a plastic water bottle and its half filled contents.
Alice Sep 2014
Sometimes it brings happiness,
Sometimes it brings pain,
Money, if you mess with it,
Will go straight to your brain
Just random
Alice Mar 2017
fear-frozen branches hang limp
half-severed limbs dangling by shattered sinews
scattered green pearls illuminated in the muted florescent light
but a dark void where the unnatural light can not reach
palms spread facing in towards a towering, gaunt figure
Alice Jan 2014
Dark
A house
The moon shining
Showing me the way
My escape guided by light.

White
The light
Shining on me
Filling me with hope
Running away from the house.

Man
Chasing me
I finally escaped
The large White House
With the gas filled room.

Dying
Suffocating now
Not breathing anymore
Re-build the lamp again
Turn it on, the gas dissipates.

Dreaming
Nightmare haunting
Man, dog, gun
Running for my life
BANG—I am no longer asleep.
I had this dream twice so I wrote it down

— The End —