Dear Alice

There’s a little madness in us all 

Many open the door to curiosity

Very few return 

I myself am still wandering beneath the mushrooms which shade my head 

The only way out is paved with bleeding souls 

We are all just prisoners here, of our own device

Surviving off greed and drugs

Lost inside our own Hotel California 

My own deception caught me by the throat and passed a blunt between my lips 

Tell me, what kills man faster than his own head? Surely, not the crutch which he uses to cope 

I look to the throne only to see that my fears have tripled in size,

This dress sewed by my demons has started to tear at the seams

Under rickety trees we are chased by abusive nightmares we call ‘Bandersnatch’

Ceaselessly choking on chemicals, our faces turn green 

Laughter pours from our empty teacups, It’s safe to say I’ve completely lost my head to the Queen of this Charade.

Are you still with me?

Leave your sinful desires at the door, turn not the knob, you won’t like what you see 

Knowledge of Good and Evil will only pull you apart

Remember, you are better off feeling emotion than sitting absolutely numb, 

What good is a body without a soul?

It’s true that pain is proof of the life within us

It’s only a moment of agony 

Wonderland is forever

I never wanted to be Alice

I just wanted to be high 



 

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New Shoes

Tue 4th Jan 2022 03:05

"High" or low, ant it funny how the feelin' goes away.... now is the time to return to our senses. You see now, you wear the crown, you command your inner kingdom. Hold your truth of inner self and be diligent to hold your thrown.

You will have to forgive me, there is no time to say hello. Goodbye. I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.

Profound poem!

good job!

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