I am the one that haunts your dreams,
Filling it with thoughts that are mine own
And never letting go of the grasp I have on your fragile heart,
For if I did, I’d surely lose your faith.
These secrets I tell to you in such hush;
These lies and these whispers that form your illusion;
They are all put up by the one that stands before you.
The one that fully knows you.
My tactics are evil and my methods so cruel
But for now the illusion will keep you feeling adored.
The strings I bring up and then thrust back down…
You’re a puppet at my capable hands.
Shh, sweet child, lay still – don’t stir,
Let these dreams fill your head
Let them become a dull reality that blocks true vision,
But don’t open your eyes.
For if you open your eyes, my love, my sweet,
You’ll see me for what I really am,
For all I really do and the pain I really cause
These hallucinations are all but innocent.
I’ll cradle your head, and I’ll make you feel free
For a short period of time.
Until the time comes that I feel ready, that I feel it is the time
To open your eyes to the reality of things.
Your eyes have turned red and your skin’s become blotchy.
Your teeth are rotted and your hands are bloody.
There are scratch marks on the wall
And a pall of despair and regret fills the air.
I confess to you the deeds I’ve done,
I’ve ruined your life with your own greedy wants.
Oh, don’t cry, sweet child – smile instead!
For finally, I’ve let go of my hold on you.
I shadowed your visions, and clouded your judgment
And I turned things upside down,
Making wrong oh so right
Until it finally caught up with you as you were flying high.
I have a confession to you,
I’m not as innocent as I seemed
And I’ve spread like poison through your blood.
I am the white rabbit.
Author notes
I like apples
A contest entry
- forgive me father for i have sinned by j-ay rose.
350 points, ended July 26, 40 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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very wild, yet very calm, calm as poison. Very well written.
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Very interesting perspective in this piece. As I have been in love with the white rabbit idea since Grace Slick and even before in Alice in Wonderland, I really enjoyed the way you included the premise here. Good luck in the contest!
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Eh?
Lol wow
I forgot I wrote this for a contest!
Well, thank you for your comments
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filled with expression that grows the poem and i was sad to hear it over.,.. u might enjoy 1 of mine?
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Thanks, and I'll check some of yours out
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Wonderful write. I liked it that you wrote it from the drugs perspective.
Love D.L.
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love the voice. love the tone. it sounds like the devil out to get you but yet so innocent at the same time
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Great Write
This is a wonderful write. It leads you through the addiction, brings you along for the ride. Then brings you crashing down with the reality of how screwed you are at the end of it all. Brilliant imagery for each step of the spell the "white rabbit" manipulates you with. You wrote about something that can be so terrible quit beautifully. Well Done.
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wow... its long, but it was good. yeah, drugs are bad for you... you would know. lol jk britty... well... i think that i am gonna do what i did last time... do some random typing... yeah, i can totally relate... only my drug is less deadly... its coffee... yeah, coffee. now i want coffee! damn you! just kidding. love you... well... umm... yeah, i like the imagery too... like this part:
Your eyes have turned red and your skin’s become blotchy.
Your teeth are rotted and your hands are bloody.
There are scratch marks on the wall
And a pall of despair and regret fills the air.
and stop complaining... you have done it once before to! but i do like the imagery in that part for real lol. good job!
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Disillusionment is the hurt that you really cant get over because you are reminded of it wherever you experience reality. The White Rabbit is a very interesting peice. Great Write.
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Thank you =]
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Very good yayyyyyyy!
Sorry, felt the need for quick pick-me-up =/
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