Irritation

This room is dusty, I dare say.

But I force the blades to will faster and faster.

Gone is my well trimmed bangs,

For upset I am, now that they lay in clusters.

Its hot and its annoying,

How this day had turned out,

Of misunderstandings and senseless tears,

In this sea of logic, there seems to be a drought.

Think what you wish,

Seems that I have no right to talk,

Everything is bullshit to you,

So I get up and walk.

Further and further,

There goes my mind,

Away from your nonsense,

Away from your treacherous binds.

I tried to be nice,

I tried to be kind,

But you think otherwise,

And think us as flies.

A fly has no brain,

It just eats and goes on its way,

If you see me like that,

Fine, I shall do the same.

But I know then,

You’ll  despise me even more,

For annoying you further,

Even if YOU had caused it so far.

So continue to scold,

Continue to nag,

Seems that I have no choice,

But to become a punching bag.

However, be warned,

If you continue to punch me,

One day in the future, I’m sure I’ll break,

You can’t pick up the pieces, it’ll be too late.

Madness In The Land Behind The Mirror (part 3)

My first Verse-like story. Inspiration initially from Alice Madness Returns AND The Original Alice Books(I'm a teeny bit obsessed with Alice at the moment). Reference from some of my own creations such as *My Candyland*

THE THIRD SHARD

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White chocolate balls as deadly as maces,
Candycane hooks so tall,
Rock sugar catapults on their way,
The devious locals had bared them all.

"I mean no harm!" I cried in despair,
"Cease and desist, please do!
I don't want to be killed, this isn't for real!
This definitely can't be true!"

Panting and puffing,
I then looked back,
They're stubby little legs,
Couldn't move so fast.

Something so peculiar,
I stooped down to see,
A swarm of dead flies,
All beneath a sugar lily.

"Don't touch! My dear Alice.",
A voice seemed to say,
"That poisonous beauty,
Is here to stay."

Poisoned beauties,
They stood all around,
"Everything's a danger!..."
I said while spellbound.

I took a few steps backward,
Thinking of how to escape,
But I fell right into a trap,
A liquorice one at that.

The ropes were strong,
The ropes were red,
The ropes were sticky,
Making them hard to tear.

I hung from a cotton candy tree,
Immobile and scared,
The locals soon found me,
And took me to his lair.

Strange machines lay left and right,
Freezing cold steel had blocked out light,
Behind me dragged my heavy feet,
My screams of fear did I keep.

Through clear sugar glass,
I then looked down,
The lowest floor consisted of the cellar,
In an ocean of syrup, could I drown.

Door after door,
We passed in the hall,
Now a thousand stories high,
Thats a long way to fall.

The gingerbread doors,
We passed in the hall,
Rattled and shook,
So "very" strong were those walls.

For the doors crumbled,
Into fine dust,
With each push from inside,
Manifested from bloodlust.

Up and up,
The stairs we climbed,
Into the sky,
Where the clouds never cried.

And on the ledge,
Was where he stood,
The psycho, the maniac,
The creator of cannibal food.

His mouth, lined with stitches,
Began to curve up,
"A new ingredient to experiment with?
Into the dump!"

"What? Wait! NO!"
Thats all i managed to say,
Before a huge purple snake,
Came to carry me away.

I was so close,
To that monstrous thing,
I could see the syrup pumping,
Through its veins.

The Candyman remained seated,
Looked around and paused,
The straitjacket he wore,
Showed how mad he truly was.

"A special delivery,
For the Black Queen herself,
A treat for her highness!
To show that she's nothing,
Regardless of wealth!"

On The Fence With A Smile

Courage and cowardice,
Giving up and strength,
Contradiction at its best,
While sitting on the fence.

Strong enough to let go,
Weak not to continue,
Brave to face the world,
Afraid to be the fool.

What to do,
What to do,
Human hearts,
Brave but few.

The world is cruel,
And so we fight,
But when face to face,
We choose flight.

Bravery and stupidity,
Safety and foolishness,
Should effort be wasted?
Or we be sent to the furnace?

Sloth is bad,
Passiveness is cowardly,
When left no choice,
To whom do we have loyalty?

To chance and hope,
To assurance and despair,
We can't choose both,
That wouldn't be fair.

Labels and looks,
Glares from all around,
No matter which we choose,
Rumors will always surround.

So much to worry,
So little we lived,
So blinded by our world,
Neglected was our greatest gift.

What to do next,
That's left on the list,
Or look up above,
And remember your wish.

To live happily,
With no regrets,
Nothing you'd change,
Every second your best.

Every morning's an extra,
Another present from God,
If its not valued,
Our story might reach its full stop.

Live like its you're best,
Enjoy while you can,
The wonders around you,
In this beautiful land.

So when the time comes,
You'd have your fill,
Not asking why or what if,
Or paying another bill.

Life is too short,
You've heard time and time again,
But it really is true,
It'll be too late to regret, then.

Done

Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
Let my sanity,
Rot and rust.

I'm done with the sadness,
I'm done with the pain,
Break my wounds open,
And summon the rains.

Eternal winter,
How sweet the sound,
Where pain is gone,
And memories bound.

Forgotten and dead,
Frozen and lost,
Our dearly departed,
Are now part of the frost.

When faith is gone,
And love is poison,
Reality kicks in,
And sends you back to prison.

The Floating World

Contradiction, so sweet its taste,
When self esteem is but a memory,
And your former self is left to waste.

The tormented soul leaves for the shadows,
Cloaked in familiarity and welcomed by the dark.

In a world where one doesn't need friends,
And you are your own person to hold or crush.

The floating world where nothing matters,
Where its useless to care about anything,
Anything that would eventually shatter.

Feelings of hope, trust, friends and family,
A hidden curse in its blessing,
The things that hurt us the deepest,
Where the numbed heart never stops bleeding.

Come with me to the floating world,
Where all is naught but dreams and shadows,
Where pain is beauty and beauty the breath of life.

No man is an island,
But could a mere mortal truly suffer THIS much?
THAT, they never did tell you, DID they?

Crying Skies

Thunder rumbled in the sky,
Heartsick heaven now starts to cry,
Tears of sorrow have reached the earth,
To breaths of life have they given birth.

Its blasphemy to make an angel cry,
They tear for the one's that died,
To those that had taken their own lives,
That suffered cuts and wounds made by lies.

Weapons don't hurt people,
We hurt ourselves,
Something humans don't understand,
Till they experience the fires in hell.

Its too late by then,
Tears and blood have gone to waste,
Memories and memorials are all that remains.

Statues of angels forever in mourning,
Celtic stone crosses buried in the ground,
Dead roses and such blow away with the wind,
In the bones of broken promises are we then bound.

Madness In The Land Behind The Mirror (part 2)

My first Verse-like story. Inspiration initially from Alice Madness Returns AND The Original Alice Books(I'm a teeny bit obsessed with Alice at the moment). Reference from some of my own creations such as *My Candyland*

THE SECOND SHARD

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"The mechanical creature,

Thats degrading as we speak,

Has been dead since the 52nd of last month,

The bones are only starting to become weak.

The king's most prized pet and weapon,

Was tampered with by the Blank Joker,

You could only imagine how,

He died less than proper."

"Off with his head I presume?"

"Mind you, The Queen Of Hearts holds no place in our talk,

Impaled through his bottom right through the mouth,

And never again did he get caught."

"Of course he couldn't!

He's already dead!"

"But that never stopped him, now did it?"

"Oh, you make no sense, you stupid cat!

Now run along and go chase a rat!"

"Don't attempt to re-summon me,

That would make you seem stupider than you really are,

But even YOUR level of madness is still in question,

Regardless, you're still the star.

Be wary of where you tread,

Though the Kimeron is gone and dead,

There're still more dangers that lie ahead,

Fun, isn't it? The world inside your head?"

"How rude, black cat!

Calling people mad!

I'm not I'm telling you!

Never will be, never had!"

He disappeared,

Out like a light,

But that didn't matter,

At least he was out of my sight.

I swear i had been talking for hours and hours,

Yet the sky still stayed scarlet red,

Had no time passed by at all?

If that was so, I'd never have to go to bed!

How strange it would be,

Never having to sleep at all,

Mother would never agree to it,

In fact, she'd be perfectly appalled!

Well THAT doesn't matter,

For she's not here with me,

But I wonder about the next time i see her,

I wonder when THAT will be?

Oh well, where shall I go to now?

Take a stroll to the Black Queen,

Or march to the Kings of Spade's castle?

I know, I'll choose neither!

Everything is such a hassle!

I'll just wonder around,

Till I find the exit,

I'd better start now,

If i am to find it.

Oh my, If only my dear sister could see,

How strange is seems,

The path is now made of rock candy!

Rock candy teeth?!

What sorcery is this?

Who could make such thing?

What a horrendous dish!

I looked behind me,

Its as I left it,

Barren and enamel,

Not sweet a single bit!

I squinted in front of me,

The path was going downhill,

To meet bubbling pools and lakes,

If I were to take a tumble, I'd be killed!

Each step so slow and timid,

Did I take while descending,

The more I walked the more chocolate I smelled,

Upon the path so winding.

I took in a deep breath,

No doubt, its chocolate for real,

I looked above me and had a shock,

You couldn't believe how it feels.

Candy cane clouds covered the skies,

The lightning colouring in more white,

Not far away in minty grass,

Did a pair of gummy bears did fight.

So savage they were,

Using jagged pieces of caramel to hurt each other,

With one leg off and another hand dangling,

It was hard to tell who was surviving.

"Where am I?" i asked myself,

What's happening here?

I shouldn't have been so stubborn earlier,

Is this something that I should fear?

There are more of them coming,

Snakes of red and green as well,

"Run, Alice, RUN! I heard a voice say,

Before they get you as well!"