ALICE

Mad As A Hatter, its Just a Dream

They press the needles to her skin

She squirms in pain as her blood mixes with Carroll’s ink

They watch with Cheshire grins

As the deadly cocktail opens doors behind doors

A never ending stream in a never ending hall way

With a never ending scream as her mind begins to break

Pretty pictures are painted within the brain

Like sipping tea leaves in ecstasy

Mad as a hatter

She follows the white rabbit

Through bleeding heart halls

Off with her head

She’s better off dead

Poor Alice

It’s just a dream

Or a nightmare it seems

More needles to the skin

More Cheshire grins

Her innocence is taken

Her childhood broken

It’s a never ending wonderland

Reviews

[Not A Writer]

You are talented with words. How do you know when not to make poems rhyme? And what do you do when making a poem like what's your trick? I hope you answer I because I want to be a good writer like you. Good job!

[The Water Queen]

This poem well it rocks. Good take on alice in wonderland

[HorrorMaster]

Very good, I love it. :)

[Sean M. Addams]

this was awesome like the darkness in this piece ... very creative.... overall a very impressive write .. you should enter it in my lewis carroll contest it be perfect!!!

[Satchmo's Gal]

Wow. Thats amazing. Excellent work.