Alice's Questions

"I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush"

Everyone has four or five stops that they forget

between moving on and the past

Everyone has songs they are afraid to hear

Every note has the possibility of turning into a slap

There are motherlands that should not be visited

Even if it is necessary to internalize treachery

You were somehow every these things to me

You were the mud that I was afraid to step on, 

but you'd still made me think "What if I belong in the swamp?"

Don't think I don't deserve or want the beauty

Maybe I have inherited a legacy there

How far can a person go from his own home?

There's a little border between the person I want to be 

and the person I want to escape from.

a door small enough for Alice to pass through

A door to madness

Will I go mad if I pass? Will I go mad if I don't?

Reviews

[A.H.]

this is painful yet brave. it shows a strong face in midst of a storm within and words are haunting. as you read through it, one can't imagine the feelings that gave into those words. very hard hitting.
These lines, so impactful, a fight between vulnerability and saneness...
"There's a little border between the person I want to be
and the person I want to escape from.
a door small enough for Alice to pass through
A door to madness"

Take care, B.

[Beren]

Awww thank you so much my dear friend! You always have great thoughtful comments! You always know what I meant through my words! Hope you are doing great. Thank you so much for taking time to read and comment!

[August]

this is quietly heartbreaking.. being afraid of something but still wondering if you belong there feels so raw ..and the ending feels haunting, like you're stuck and it's pain both ways..just wanted to say i felt this and i hope you’re okay beren..

[Beren]

I love you so much. I am so sorry you've felt this. Hope you are doing better sweetheart. Thank you so much for always supporting me and being a great friend🫶 we got this together!

[August]

thank you beren.. I'll always be here for you🤍..

[redd Brick Keshner]

Your poem is haunting and courageous, confronting the tension between memory, identity, and the risk of transformation. The imagery: mud, songs, and small doors; captures the ache of vulnerability and the gravity of choice. That last line is devastating in its honesty: madness either way. It’s not weakness to ask these questions, it’s how we find the edge of becoming. 🙏🏻🕊️

[Beren]

Aww! Thank you so much! Always appreciate your comment! Glad you liked this one! Have a great July!

[redd Brick Keshner]

You too, Beren!