Ballade de Wonderland

I never was a princess

Siting in a fairy tale.

Guess I'm more like

Alice

Tumbiling down a well

 

You were never prince

Charming,

More like my rabbit

White

And I followed you down

deep into your

kingdom

never thought of turning

'round

 

But we had our story

Book,

A twisted love tale

All our own

But we were two different

Forces

Creatures

from different worlds

And after all,

Every story has to end

 

What started out as

Wonderland

Turned into a wasteland

As our love burned to the ground

And when the smoke began

To clear

My rabbit had

Dissapeared

So I locked myself in limbo-

No way to escape the flames

 

So eat me

Drink me

Close your eyes

and swallow the pill-

and surrender to the feeling

If you play cards,

With the queen of hearts-

Someone's gonna get burned.

You're always gonna miss me-

You're Alice dressed in white

So listen to the voices

Beg-beg-begging you please.

They say you I'm gonna need you-

So why you always leaving me

 

You were always my

Rabbit

My fishing line

Reeling in-

But then the rabbit

Saw the doubt and

My fairy tale

Scampered off

 

You can run away

from the choices

And the hard things

And you can shy away

From your heart and

Your feelings

But when you look back

You're always gonna

Wonder

What would have

Happened

If you'd taken that

Chance and taken 

That risk

And followed your Alice

Back through the looking

Glass.

 

Your Alice was your

Queen of  hearts

So why then do you run?

You may get back to

Wonderland-

But will you be alright?

 

Cuz Everywhere you look-

I'm always going to be there

And paint your fresh pretty

Roses

Red with our memories

 

So eat me

Drink me

Close your eyes

and swallow the pill-

and surrender to the feeling

If you play cards,

With the queen of hearts-

Someone's gonna get burned.

You're always gonna miss me-

You're Alice dressed in white

So listen to the voices

Beg-beg-begging you please.

They say you I'm gonna need you-

So why you always leaving me

 

Cuz

You can run away

from the choices

And the hard things

And you can shy away

From your heart and

Your feelings

But when you look back

You're always gonna

Wonder

What would have

Happened

If you'd taken that

Chance and taken

That risk

And followed your Alice

Back through the looking

Glass.

 

Are you gonna

Close your eyes

And swallow the pill-

And surrender to the feeling

Or are you gonna walk away

And live with your regret?

And though it's tea-time now,

Happiness can turn to dust.

 

And your holding your matches,

Holding your lighter high

Cuz in the end,

it's the hero not the heroine

who decides how the story ends

so tell me..

 

Are you gonna

Close your eyes

And surrender to the feeling

Or will you run away

From my heart and

My feelings

Cuz when you look

 Back

I'm always gonna be

There

Watching from the looking

Glass

Watching from your

 Past

Watching from the

Photographs

I miss you-

-Alice.

Goodbye

 

Nothings how it used to be

I’m changing far too fast

And I’m starting to realize

I’m in a fantasy that just can’t last

I do anything, even lie

But it’s just so wrong

That it can’t be right

The thought of your love

Keeps me up all night

And it feels so broken

With every new harsh word spoken

It’s like we’re a puzzle

Two parts of a whole-

Just not conjoining pieces

And it’s almost like

We’re forcing something

That we both know could never work

And even though I miss you

A little more each day

I know I’ve got to learn

When to stand up for what I mean.

So even though it kills me-

We were never meant to be

There’s no me and you

Or you and me

You don’t understand,

What it is I am

When you look into my eyes

So forget the tears

That lovers cry

This the last goodbye

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Prince Charming

I really don’t like being betrayed I simply don’t find heartache funny. So if all you want is to get in my pants, I’m sorry. If you’re looking for someone to give you an ego boost or for a girl you can easily dominate, I’m sorry. I’m not a damsel in distress, I won’t wait for you to come rescue me, I don’t need you to fight my battles. If you tell me to shut up I won’t, If you don’t want me to think for myself, too bad. If you try to pull the wool over my eyes, I will make you sorry. Truth is I don’t want you around cuz I make you look good, or make you feel macho. I don’t wanna be your dog, or play games, or just be your arm candy. I’m not disposable. I want you to come for me because you don’t want to be betrayed, and you don’t find heartache funny. Because you want more than to just to get in my pants, and u don’t need someone to give you a ego boost or a girl you can easily dominate because you are ok with yourself, You won’t care that I’m not a damsel in distress, and you won’t make me wait for you to come rescue me, You know that I don’t need you to fight my battles, but you want to do it anyway. If I tell you to shut up you won’t, you like that I can think for myself. You won’t try try to pull the wool over my eyes, but not because your afraid of what I’d do. The Truth is I want you around cuz you love me. And make me feel good. Because I am your Princess, and your baby. And because I know that you think I’m not disposable…
<3 unless you can show me that you are not a fake, don’t even try. I’ve had enough heartache in this life. <3

Blind Sight

In the beginning of the end

When darkness sheds its light

Deaths passionate life

Will shed forth the birth of an unborn soul

This bright despair that gives dim hope

Shall lead mankind to a beautiful disaster.

Oh how

Insanity’s normalities

Will kindly guide you astray

To the heights of hell

And the depths of heaven

Where the bright black

Mixes with the dark white

To create a ghostly in-between.

And in this cleanliness of filth,

As you agonize

From the burning of the cold-

The bitter sweet and loving hate

Will always take you back

Back to the future’s past.

In the end of this beginning,

Will your strengths be weak?

Will darkness then swallow your light

That you have fought so hard to keep-

Or will your warmth turn cold?

Now you stand

On the outside of the inside

Where things are neither

Here nor there;

And existence does not exist;

Everything is backwards-

The right side now your left,

You must make it out of nothing,

You must make it out alive.

And then my dearest little foe,

You must win the never ending battle

So the desolate may have hope.

So march on my motionless soldier

Still sleeping in your cradle-

Scream out in your soft whisper.

The pleasures of despair

Will lead you

To a realm of a peaceful chaos

And then, only then

Will fate give you a say

For then,

Your only choice to make

Is when your last breath

To take

Ambition

Abstract ideas
Breed
Contagious
Dreams that are
Ever
Filling the
Gloomy
Hearts of young people with
Idle
Jargon that will soon become an empty
Keepsake that
Linger in their
Memories, always out of reach. For
Now their
Once
Peculiar hopes
Quarrel with
Reality, and a new
Satisfaction will
Triumph over the
Unattainable, though the
Victory will seem somewhat empty, for
While their lives continue, some where deep inside, where even
X-rays cannot see, a
Yearning will always remain, starved of
Zeal perhaps; But never truly gone

Imagine

I just want the world-

Is that too much to ask?

The see, a tree, a buzzing bee

All within my grasp.

You are the blazing sun

And I the glistening moon.

They say Quick kings

corrupt kind queens;

But their legends are nothing but

black tar.

Yes, I just want the world.

I just want the heavens

Is that too much to ask?

You’ve said I am a goddess

And you’ve said that I’m a doll

And if you had been Adam

You’d gladly take the fall.

The stars will be our flashlights,

The clouds will be our covers

And when it rains,

We’ll stay dry,

Abiding in the sky.

Yes, I just want the heavens.

I just want the ocean,

Is that too much to ask?

Whales, snails, trails and gales,

All at my command.

I will be the lighthouse

Keeping you on course

You can be my anchor,

Keeping me ashore

Yes, I just want the ocean.

Oh I just want a little-

Just a piece of everything…

Is that too much to ask?

Eternal Truth

To the newborn babe

Laying in its cradle-

Rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye

All will be alright.

To a new found love

Who knows no fear-

Tra-la-la, Tra-la-la

This will last forever.

To the couple

At the alter

The ones who

Will never look back-

Roma-ma-ma, Roma-ma-ma

Marriage is unending happiness.

Do you believe

These whispered little something-nothings

Are solid, tangible, believable truths?

Sadly, sadly

Most beliefs that we believe

Are based on what we fear:

That the babe will suffer

And new love will die.

That vows will be broken;

That people all lie.

Is it frightening?

How easily your truth can be adjusted?

A clip and a snip,

Copy and paste-

A reality is born.

Should the truths

Of all people be explained?

Do you really want to know?

Some things are dangerous

They’re dangerous to know.

I’ve heard that deceit

Is emotional torture…

But what does that make truth?

While lies are inflicted upon us,

The truth is a fate we choose

The Concert

 

You said

You wanted me

To remember

All the good things

And somehow

Forget all the bad

Well baby I don’t

Know if I can promise you that-

But

Though the crescendo of

Our last song,

Still echoes in my ears-

I can faintly make out

The first few notes

Of a beautiful solo

Beginning to play, so

Goodbye

I love you,

I’ll miss you,

Goodbye

And kiss all the

Memories

Goodnight

And take down the

Pictures and

Put them back up

Don’t have the

Heart to forget

And

who says that love is blind?

I saw you perfectly

Every time.

So I guess that you’re right

And I’m wrong,

But I know that I’m gonna miss you

So open up the photograph

Book and see the all the memories

And Though the crescendo of

Our last song,

Still echoes in my ears-

I can faintly make out

The first few notes

Of a beautiful solo

Beginning to play, so

Goodbye

I love you,

I’ll miss you,

Goodbye

And kiss all the

Memories

Goodnight

And take down the

Pictures and

Put them back up

Don’t have the

Heart to forget

Goodbye

I love you

I miss you

My love

I hope that

you never forget

And when the concert

Is finally over,

I’ll see you again

Maybe we can play

Together, one last time

And though the crescendo

Thunders still,

I can hear the under-

Tones that say we’re still alone

So goodbye

I love you

Goodbye.

Writing

Writing is painting,

Images, lines.

a paper for canvas

your pencil a brush.

And as you scribble and doodle and make

you’re weaving a tapestry

reality can’t break.

Writing is hoping,

it’s dreaming,

it’s doing.

Writing is creating,

being

imagining.

Writing is me.