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Malice, At Last

Dark Embrace
Poise and grace
I hide my cuts
With cotton and lace.

Dead, I'm in trouble
Playing the double
I shall rebuild my crown
And kingdom from rubble!

Judgement presides
The law abides
The High Court says
No taking sides!

I am dead
As the Red Queen said,
She stole my throne
Off with her head!

Guileless wraith
Losing my faith
Darkness consumes
Nothing she saith

Descend to the fire
Trapped in the mire
Alone when we know
The situation is dire.

Ending my tale
Tearing the veil
Unleashing hell
On the world I avail

Soon they will see
She smiles with malice
Licking blood from her fingers
She is finally Alice.
Author's Note
On my struggles with too much empathy and letting people take advantage of me because I've always wanted to believe in the best of humanity. Stretched to my breaking point, I think we can see that's no longer true. But i still do it, because it's my instinct and my desperate need to help. I'm stuck. Parts of me want to only be violent with myself, because that's how it's always been, and other parts... not so much. It's worse because I've always had to bottle everything up, and thus have decimated my arms over the years. But now... And how do you write out your violent feelings when you can't stop breaking your pencil or afraid of breaking your keyboard? Any and all helpful advice would be appreciated.
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