Dear Alice, my love
You came down from above,
But where are you now?

Do you remember me?
Or our parties with tea?
A raven like a writing desk, but how?

They call it Wonderland
But I'm doing all I can,
By myself it's hard not to cry.

I miss you in the worst way,
And it's more than I can bear to say,
You left me for the sky.

Don't get me wrong,
You don't know how I long
Just to see you make your way.

But I need your strength,
These years have endless length
And there's so much I need to say.

I'm mad with love for you,
Even though each other we hardly knew,
I'd die for your bliss.

So I'll wait for your face,
And for you to stumble upon this place,
My love, my dear Alice.

His voice was quivering,
Emotion bubbling in his lungs,
It burst through his lips
And slipped on his tongue.
The melody traveled miles
Just to settle on my ears,
The motivation lay hidden
But the message was clear.
"Far away," he whispered
"So far from home."
My heartbeat echoed
As he sang of being alone.
The songs played on my heartstrings,
Each chord and every line,
From his lips came a song of love,
A love that could be mine.
His song drifted off with perfect pitch,
And he whispered so sincere,
"So far away from home," he said
"You're so far away from me, my Dear."

My perception was clouded,
Muddy and clueless.
I thought you were jaded,
Foggy and foolish.

I've been shown your side of life,
Deep and poetic.
Something I dissected under a knife,
Stupid and hectic.

You cleared my perception,
Crystal, I can now see.
You're more than just an unread story,
At least to me.

Her hand grows cold in mine,
Dad says it's time to say goodbye.

A soft smile still on her face,
Peace and serenity, she leaves this place.

Solemn faces blend into the crowd,
She falls in slow motion into the ground.

Air grows stale, the sky begins to cry,
I'm still waiting for the sun to shine.

I'd give the world for a kiss
Like the one read about in books.
A small gift upon the lips,
Just as magical as it looks.
I'd give the world for a moment,
Held still in short film.
The world stopping for a second,
For that, a girl could ****.
I'd give the world for a smile,
Like the ones I've begun to miss.
I've been waiting quite a while
For just a smile and a simple kiss.

Standing at the gates,
His eyes on his hands.
Virgil is waiting,
For Dante to take a stand.
The keeper with a key,
The the lock of this Hell.
Dante must break on through,
To catch his maiden that fell.

Outcast and rejected,
Your heart carved in stone.
Your words an infection,
Spilling poison on the bone.
Your lips play a melody of malice,
Your smile is like a grave.
The smell of death on your breath,
Like a stinking wave.

You
Sick
Sick
Sick,

You
Sick
Sick
Sick,

You
Sick
Man.

F­ingers like razors,
Extended from bloodied hands.
Your laughter stinks of cruel intent,
Spattering on the sand.
Your body is a temple,
Singing songs of premeditated ******.
Your tongue is weapon
Of deceit disguised as valor.

You
Sick
Sick
Sick.

You
Sick
Man.

I have so much to say,
But my words are running away.
Chased by the fog cast over my brain,
Love just loves to play this game.
My contentment will be my downfall,
But what is love with out contentment, after all?

A simple crash is all it took
To encourage a nervous and curious look
Into the bathroom where my mother lay
A blood bath around her, in the middle of the day.

Oh honey, please just look away
You should not see this, please do not stay.

Self-help never works, I could finally see
As she covered her tracks, her eyes never leaving me;
But the evidenced razor lied on the floor
And the pile of pills poured out by the door.

Oh baby, please do not let your father know, too
He wouldn’t understand, the way that you do.

And all of my words held deep inside
Hung on my tongue, my lips were dry.
All of the times you spoke only through words
Left me so confused, viewing life backwards.

You are beautiful, and just so pretty
it is the inside that counts, don’t be so petty.

Oh but momma, can’t you see
How do you expect me to love me?
When you have so much hatred towards yourself?
Enough to clear off the medicine shelf,
Enough to starve, binge, and purge;
You always told me to have some courage.
Enough to cut into yourself: thin and long lines;
You always told me, we would be fine.

But how could this painful sight be so?
Please bow now, mommy, an award for your show.