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raw with love Feb 2015
the clock is ticking off  one painful thousandth of a second at a time
i feel like alice chasing the rabbit
except you are the hole i'm falling through
if only time could stop
if only i could drop
the needle that you are
my drug
if only indulging
in hallucinogenic substances
would make it stop
the pain of you
the pain that's you
if only i could drop
the clock
and break it.
stupid alice, it's not a rabbit you're chasing
it's a maggot
and it's eating you
i
n
s
i
d
e
out
Jan Harak Jan 2015
How was your dream
your sweetest fantasy
your new found reality
within limits of surreal

Have you found Alice
when she was just small
and the puffs of caterpillar
push you down the rabbit hole

How holy are you
when you reach for the clouds
your body is fluid
your soul is free
MissMalice Jan 2015
Have you seen her ?
Her skin is like winter
Her hair as strands of gold
Her eyes a cerulean shade
Though she has unsteady hands

Yes ! She is in Wonderland
The ground is of sweetly confection
The clouds are of candy floss
The waters , of buttermilk
Though each grain of sugar is a little white lie

Oh how gracious , sounding oh so pleasant
And her name is Alice , soft like the finest taffeta
Do you happen to know where Wonderland is ?
Haste , Haste !

Oh yes I do , I have been there many times !
You must be willing to devote yourself completely !
For wonderland is of other-wordly proportions
But if you must know , She is in a the pretty box . Motionless in white
Intended to stand metaphoric for death
Just Alice Jan 2015
Beauty meant power
The princess has a King, who lead wars and conquered kingdoms, wrapped around her fingers
A prince, who slay mighty dragons and beasts, fall onto her feet
So when did beauty become a weakness?

Beauty meant safe
Moats and towers kept her from plain sight
Dwarfs and talking animals always run for her defense
So when did beauty become a threat?

When Beauty touches unholy ground
The dead goes up their graves
At the scent of beauty, not of brain

The darkness hid their rotten flesh
Her naivety masked their stench
Because in her eyes, they’re all the same
For they call her “Beauty”.

Their ***** nails dug to her flawless cheek
Making scars that could never heal
The lips that once called her “Beauty” burned like coals on her flesh
They grip her hair and drag her around, leaving a trail of ******’s blood

As the moon become hidden by clouds
The dead just left her on the ground
She screamed for help yet no one came
Because her face just wasn’t the same

For every rustling of the trees
And every blow of the wind
The fear inside her grew
That the dead will be back
But as the days passed by
They never did

Because she was no longer “Beauty”
And she was no longer wanted
She had no power
She was weak
She was unarmed
But she was no longer beautiful
She was safe
I wrote this after reading Don't Make Me Beautiful. It's a story of a beautiful girl who was abused because of her beauty.
Kassey Lane Jan 2015
Lost in a world all my own,
I'm falling deeper and deeper.
Through the depths of no return. Searching and calling,
To no avail.
She's lost
I can hear her crying,
Feel her dieing.
Our connection is strong,
An eternal bond.
So I ask you where's Alice?

August 22, 2010
Poetic T Jun 2014
I will follow you down the rabbit hole,
To see what can be found, but it wasn't
The fairy tale we were told, it was the
Dark side never seen light under the ground.

The rabbit was late for his execution,
They chopped off his head, it did roll
Across the ground. But the people and
Animals, they did hunger for more, so
A stew was made and his watch was
Sold for gold.

The mad hatter did hide in shadows,
Offering tea to those unsuspecting few,
And once they were in a sleep, he did
Bury them alive under the ground. He
Did a jig, when it was near there last
Breath and did whisper to the earth do
Not worry you are not alone there are
Many flowers buried around.

I walked on shaking you see for I had
Witnessed a serial killer, spiked tea
Handed out.

I meet a queen dressed in red, she smiled
And said do not worry girl your not my
Type, as she showed me around, then a
Room opened jars were neatly displayed
All around. In each I did see a beating
Heart, she said to me these are those that
Betrayed my trust all that is left is there
Beating hearts.

I ran through the court yard I ran across
The bridge, what twisted nightmare had I
Fallen in. I saw a caterpillar smoking a pipe,
What's up little lady fancy a ****, I asked
What it was that had him chilled out so much,
He spoke that he smoked the mushrooms
Scattered about.

I asked what were the bones scattered about,
Some on other mushrooms, others scattered
On the floor around. He said the mushroom
Is good, but to relaxed to care about eating
And things, and with that he blew in my face
As my head hit the floor I was in outer space.

I woke with a fright as my dress was up, and
Breath I could feel as I looked under, nothing
I could see. Then a grin appeared, then a mouth,
Then this knotted looking cat appeared looking
Up my dress trying to lick me out. What are you
Doing I screamed out why fish I could smile as
It licked its lips I was damp and grossed out.

I booted it once and twice in the mouth, this
Is the last ***** you'll lick as my heel crushed
Its skull not smiling now.

I had entered a mad land, not a fairy tale but
A twisted version so true, as I had to find a
Way out, then the white queen did come to
My rescue, to her palace I hid out, sniff this
My dear, don't worry its just to relax you out,
A needle she pulled and injected her self, then
Blood  dripped from her nose and her mouth.

I screamed, she looked up and said I am the
white which, ******* is my power then
her heart gave out. needle in her arm blood
dripping on her gown of white, I ran out but
ran in to a wall and knocked my self out.

I woke again to find my self in my bed, was this
All a dream that world I thought about, then the
Friend I did follow came in to my room, I shouted
Out where were you when I feel In the hole, and
Then a knife did appear though his chest, as the
Mad hatter said you thought you could escape
No one is truly safe when they fall down into
The dark place deep under ground...
Daniel Thorne Jan 2015
They locked me away and called me insane,
They said there was something wrong with my brain,
I pushed and I shoved as I recalled my blunder,
Of telling the truth of that land of wonder.

The Queen of hearts has me,
The tears that I’ve shed,
Are no small reminder,
That it’s all in my head.
The rabbit the grin, the voices within,
The chessboard, the game, are things I can’t win.

The Queen of hearts has me,
The tears that I’ve shed,
Are no small reminder,
That it’s all in my head.

They tricked me for good when they took me away,
And showed me the truth that I’d have to stay,
Till my white knight arrives in checkerboard thunder,
And brings me back, to that land full of wonder.

It seems terribly sad, but at least it was said,
I’ll fight for what’s right, when it’s off…
with…
my…
head...

The Queen of hearts has me,
The tears that I’ve shed,
Are no small reminder,
That it’s all in my head.
Xanthe Jan 2015
Down, down the rabbit hole,
Into a world marred with blandness.
It's a silly little place,
Quite very queer,
All colored grey and flavored with sadness.
The tears trickle down and turn into streams,
Subtly washing away my dreams.
Always the martyr,
I chose this fate.
Ashes to ashes, we all fall down.
Some choose with a bullet and a frown.
The petals are soft
The petals are nice
Secretly laced with cyanide.
Tricksy little place,
Quite very queer,
Down, Down the rabbit hole,
Into the world filled with blackness.
Loving you is like falling in a dream
Closing my eyes and

F
A
L
L
I
N
G

S…l…o…w…l…y
and then
Allatonce
Opening my eyes to
Bright colours
Unexpected scenes
All around me nothing makes sense

You call me Alice.
Tell me I'm one of a kind, live in a fantasy world.
My reality is just different than yours
You make me drink the poison of my tears
And smile lopsidedly when I ask you why you never answer me.
Cryptic and vague, all smiles, you turn and fly around me.
You let me believe you are magic.

Which road do I take?
The roads is ending like the last chapter of a book I never got to finish
Where do you want to go?
I taste copper on my tongue
I don't know.
Your smile is too big and mine is too small
Then it doesn't matter.
I take a step forward and turn left.
I cannot see your head turning on itself
But I can feel your eyes of my back
Like little fingers pushing me forward
Into a new adventure

Loving you is like falling in a dream
Wondering if you will ever let me wake up
Snap out of your spell
Rub my eyes raw and realize
I am not Alice.
Christina Rosa A Dec 2014
Let’s go down the rabbit hole

to a land we’ve never known

Let the colours of the wind

guide us to the land of sin

For all the sinners and the saints

whom have thrown their lives away

There’s a place for the wicked and insane

the ones who don’t find shelter from the rain

The lost who yet need to be found

The ones who can’t pick themselves up from the ground

The loved and hated find each other

In this place that is not like any other

There is a place for all we know

That place is down the rabbit hole.

              - Christina Rosa A.
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