Blurry Visions

Follow me Alice. Follow me to hell!

Furiously staring
All alone
Waiting for death
Answer the phone

Pigeons instead of doves
Hate instead of love
A desperate attempt to grasp
Sorrow was built to last
Or was it?

Disregard clarity
Too far gone in disparity

Hallucinations set in
Carve and remove skin

Peel back the scars of tomorrow
It still won't cure your sorrow

As we follow the rabbit hole
We salivate what if's
Don't lick the scar
If the wound persists

You are your own gift
No need to sift
Shut out what drifts
Don't give a s**t

Surround with bunny ears
Till the blood drips crystal clear
That's when you know
You've made it dear