A girl I know
as Alice
lives deep inside my heart.
She does not fear
her dreams,
but rules them instead.
But one night,
after a lub-dub, lub-dub
lulls her off to sleep
a raven visits her in Wonderland.
The Jabberwocky must be slain!
Only you can do it!
And in return the girl becomes
bejeweled.
Her teeth are diamonds,
eyes of the deepest jade.
Her skin is gold-plated
and the rose quartz lips swayed.
A Valkyrie has risen!
The ashes have been shed!
No longer weak and helpless
fueled by words of a thousand suns.
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Pastel Pain: A Poetry Collection
PoetryA collection of poetry I wrote when I was at my worst, my best, and everything in between. This is from before I needed trigger warnings.
