Down, down, down, she goes
She's never imagined a rabbit hole so deep
The holes a place where creatures sleep
Where those who paint the roses red
For the queen with the oversized head
Where she wants everyone dead
What if she were to fall down the hole?
Would she ever return back at all?
Where he awaits her
Perched onto a table
Sits a key that fits the lock
Beside its a bottle, crimson red
That says, "drink me"
Wanted by him
He takes a knife and stands there
As she looks
She begins to scream
Prophesies say she's to be killed
But she runs away
To a place where she can stay
Her eyes bloodshot
She starts to cry
As she looked into their eyes
She can't leave now
As his hand embrace her
He can't move without her warmth
He is cold and not alive
She is warm and living
He takes her head
And tilts it to the side
She begins to tremble
He bites down and sucks
She only imagined she was back home
Not to be in Wonderland
A place where those who paint roses red
For the queen with the oversized head
Where she wants everyone dead
Now her heart is slowing
To the point where she might die
She begins to fall
Down the hole she goes
To a place where she might like
Where there is happiness
And lots of love
And no longer be in a world of cruelty
Now the girl is no longer with a head
Where she will now live with the creatures of the dead
Yukki666
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My poems of Dark, Depression, and Anorexia
PoetryThese poems express what I'm going through and how I feel. Basically its a timeline of my life and what is happening. There will always be a dark side to me and a good side. My poems vary from depressed to dark and to my Anorexic side. I hope you gu...
