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3/20/07 Rabbit Hole



How quickly my cool head doth

plunders in to wicked, evil thoughts.

I have fallen in to a Rabbit Hole

and my dark journey now begins.

Stupid little “wascals,” running ‘round

in perfect little symmetry.

Believing that what they see, is what is real…

Is how they all should be.



Colors blaze through my brain

like blinding lights on a spinning disco ball.

I see another side to their symmetrical hell.

Diverse with a flowing line of obscenity.

Standing at the edge of humanity,

I turn to see their perfect world, Burning.

Beautifully Decaying in their own Hell.

A brief moment of laughter bellows from my sullen worm-hole.



I continue on my journey, through the

deep and ever changing Rabbit Hole.

Such wonders that I had never seen,

are now sought with blood-stained eyes.

This is the world the symmetrical fools

were trying to keep underground.

Hidden here, in the cacophony of phallic beings,

lays the truth that all humans, never want to be told.



There is no White Rabbit, such as

the one who misguided a chaste Alice.

No, my only guide is my blood-stained eyes,

and a haunted mind, body, and soul.

I know what lies in the wicked souls of powerful men.

I now witness such truths that had long been silenced.

Human nature is an obscenity on its own.

Some want to keep a purely wholesome persona,

for the public eye to see. Others want to be devilish to be seen.

Either way, one can never be to pure…or never be pure evil,

if they haven’t it in their already, wicked, hearts.



I am finally at my exit of this Rabbit Hole.

The flaming Hell I call everyday existence,

Was a mere façade put up to hide the truth…

And foolish ones, unlike myself, neglect to realize that truth.

©2007 ~gothicwiccanhobbit03

By day, I rest.

In the dark,

locked away.

Safe.

Away from the sun.



By night, I awake.

No light, but the moon,

shining bright.

I'm hungry,

I need to feed.



I am thirsty,

I need blood.

That warm, metallic flavor,

sends shivers through my spine.

The taste of blood from flesh,

Is oh, so divine.



Immortality, is a bitch.

Hundreds of years, have I walked

this Earth.

Love, never did I know.



I live in darkness.

I thrive on darkness.

It's what keeps me whole.

And the blood, that drips,

from your cold, dead, body.

Sends me, no remorse.





©2006-2007 ~gothicwiccanhobbit03