Bedlam's Blog – May 2009 Archive (2)

The bottle is a 'forget me' potion, but somebody always labels it improperly. They musn't do that, you know. They musn't because it makes her start all over again. That little bottle. But what can she do? The bottle isn't marked poison. "Drink Me" and she does. Then she starts again. Down the rabbit hole. Maybe someday they will mark it correctly. Until, then the straight jacket stays on and poor little Alice is not allowed to leave.



that's the third short we've written in so many… Continue

Empty space behind my eyes
Loneliness I can't despise
Reprise.
Not alone with no one around
I can't even
Make.
A.
Sound.
Nothing to give nothing to get
Just a reminder:
I ain't dead
Yet.
Lost thoughts
Strayed eyes
Gone.
To find some other lies
Tired of what I’m already told
Lost.
Trying to evade the mold
Emo.
Artist.
Goth, Punk, Scene
You got lost in the words and forgot what they mean.