Half an Alice 9.16.05

Love makes you fester and bleed
Hate yourself because you're weak and confused.
Kill a thousand kittens in a murderous haze, then wondeer where the blood came from.
Forget that you are human
and you should want to be desired.
Gold turns putrid in your soul.
Those normal moments seem few
and far between
But who really knows?
Remember, Alice
The Rabbit Hole only goes so far
until you hit rock bottom
until you're trapped
The little light at the top
has long since dissapeared
and all that you are left with
is your putrid
hateful
pathetic
tears.