Downward Spiral

The rabbit is a liar and the tea is cold. 
Some say I view my world as half-empty. I've always thought myself realistic maybe even pragmatic. Compared to others, I will admit that my views may be a bit odd in nature. Mayhaps I go about things the wrong way. Then again where is the fun in the right way? Everyone travels the right path... What's so wrong with the left? I like a little adventure in my life. A few swift curves, a couple of dead-ends and maybe a few kicks while you're down. I was under the impression that all paths consisted of these. 
But enough about me. What about you? Do you ever feel as if you could flay your skin from your bones and it still wouldn't change matters for the better? Ever get excited about the prospect of yet another disappointment? Do you ever wonder what in the bloody hell is next? I've decided to partially agree with the notion of not letting such things get you down. I get anxious awaiting the next obstacle. I wonder if it will be creative or if I can predict it. I rather enjoy the silly mind games involved. This isn't to say that I don't try to change matters. I mean that would be pretty childish and redundant, don't you think? I believe my fate is in my own mind. You can't exactly hold a fate...wait...no that would be ridiculous.
I constantly strive to improve myself and my surroundings. I control every aspect of my life. Any failings are my own. Why on earth anyone would try to take that blame is beyond me. I certainly wouldn't place it on anyone. It would look silly on anyone else. Its sized just right for me, didn't you know? I will have to tell you all about it sometime. Not this time and certainly not the next but soon I assure you. As if you could hardly wait. 
Has anyone seen that damn rabbit? He was supposed to be here an hour ago.

Is this my mind?

The pieces are everywhere.
Strewn about without care.
The image is broken. Oh no, Oh my.
How will I ever put it together?
I can't see straight in this haze.
Surely there are missing fragments.
How will I find them all?
I don't feel lost or as if anything is missing...
yet there are parts of me everywhere!!
Oh me, Oh me
Where have I gone?
Oh ho, Ah ha
I haven't disappeared anywhere
Here I am, complete and whole
Its merely a shattered mirror sitting there
How clumsy, How dreadfully dull
Not only do I now have a case of bad luck
There's no puzzle to solve anymore
Woe is me. My sense is back
Unchallenged, bother the bore
The fun has been found wanting and lack

Never on Time

Dodge, Dip, Dive
Hurtling over, around and through
The obstacles vary and never stay the same
I tip-toe here and charge there
Rarely do I laugh without care
Tick Tock! The clock strikes true
The insane droning, a constant reminder
If only to rip them from the walls
Duck, Ditch, Divert
I find the random twists and turns
Yet here I am once again
I swear I went straight
when I end up in circles
"I'm late! I'm late!" I scream at the world
Everything is swirling out of control
I have to find the way
How will ever stay in sync
I keep missing vital steps
Time is almost up
My appointment was nigh an hour ago
I hope the tea isn't cold

Time better spent

It’s hard to imagine how lost I feel. I know where I’m going and where I’ve been. The signs are clearly marked as to what I need to do. The motivation is none to be found. My goal seems to be missing in action when I should clearly already be there. I’ve ended up in the wrong place once more. This monotonous dirge is all I ever hear. Am I truly so devoid of drive and ambition? This isn’t me at least not the person I planned to be.  Am I even here at all? Is this all just a bad dream or shall I wake up to find it has all been a farce? I have no regrets yet here I stand and stand and stand. . Yet I can’t find the strength to move. Nothing around me is what it should be. Am I too late after all? The table is askew, the cups are all smashed, the guests have gone and the tea is nowhere to found. The only thing left is this deck of cards clearly dealt to be folded. Where has the time gone?

Imposter

The imposter stares at me innocently
My sight no longer distorted and blurred
I would carve that smirk from your face
If I didn’t still find use of you
The rage simmers and boils
Awaiting its release
Oh how I long for the day
When I shall say, Off with your head!

Never trust a smiling face

I linger here and there

I show up wherever I dare

My laughter is a thing of lore

For not much amuses me anymore

Come and follow me

I’ll show you the strangest things

Oh yes, even stranger than I

For I am merely a cheshire cat

Quiet now else you’ll wake the Jabberwocky

We couldn’t have that now could we?

Shhh, so many questions

Are all you humans so nosy?

Hurry up if you wish to stay in one piece

The dead ones are only so much fun

I hope you’ll put up more of a fight

Follow me and we’ll have some fun

Before the others come to take you

What do you mean where is my body?

Why it’s right there plain to see

Of course it was always there

Maybe I should have just left you

You’re a bit addled aren’t you?

The Massacre

The stench is overwhelming
A wonder it didn’t hit me before
Swallowing bile I step forward in horror
What lies before me is abomination
This one didn’t flee fast enough
The charred corpse disintegrates before my eyes
Once a party now a monstrosity
Perhaps they shouldn’t have started without me
What dread thoughts enter my mind
But where is the host?
Lying there is but the remains of a mere peon
I stare aghast at the crumpled hat
As it moves slowly in the wind
The cards are soaked in tea and blood
Mayhaps it is best I was late
For I too would have met this fate
What could have done such damage?
Pondering the possibilities is pointless
I must find the host for surely he escaped
I begin the search at once
A disheveled hat my only clue

Curiousity killed the cat

Down the rabbit hole we traipse

All smiles and fairy tales in our heads

What will we do, who shall we meet?

It all starts as fun and games

Naïve in our youth, indestructible it seems

Our folly was in not knowing the game we played

We couldn’t comprehend the stakes

We were but children among demented men

Indeterminable amount of time has passed

Everything seems different, even I

I had no idea the horrors that waited

Innocence had no place

I’ve washed and scrubbed, scalded and cleansed

The stains linger and only grow darker

The memories stay fresh and untarnished

While my mind succumbs to madness

“We’re all mad here…curiously so…”

I thought it but a jest

Until I noticed the bone he used to pick his teeth

The blood smeared upon his maw

I wonder how I have come to be alone

Distantly I remember screams and horrifying sounds of flesh ripping

I am alive or so I think

I cannot see for there is no light

Save for the gleam in his eye

His voice in the darkness is all I know

In this now bleak world

What is this place of nightmares?

The endless drone of the clock

His laughter and cruel eyes

My scenery you see, all I have left

I know not what is real

Only I feel my time is coming

I fear he grows bored of me

Mayhaps I should just give up

Become one more of the countless bodies

Carelessly strewn about the floor

Surely I will join them soon

God, have mercy on my curious soul.

He comes to take me.