Time Needs No Reason

Some believe that time is of the essence,
Maybe this is why I tremble in its presence.
The clocks are everywhere I look,
Through every crack, cranny, and nook.                                                                           8
They mock me with their terrible words,
That even drowns out the song of the birds.
Time never changes, but reality does,
Your mind can?t be woken up by the sound of a buzz.

When night befalls, and the world falls asleep.
Time is there; it?s the ghostly noises and creaks.
Your body is molded by time itself,
You?re just another experiment racked among the shelf.                                                15
Those hands oh how they mock me,
Constantly moving to and fro,
Always putting on a show.

Without time the world would be riddled with confusion,
Day and night would merely be an elusion.
Life would surely be strange,
Without time constantly on the brain.
What would happen to the four seasons?                                                                       25
Would they come for no reason?
But that?s just a silly little tale,
Probably bestowed upon us from the bowels of hell.
To think of a world without time,
Well that surely has to be a horrible crime.

Wonderland has changed over the past few years,
The world on the other side of all the mirrors.
Our peaceful land has been turned upside down,
Like a devious smile to a draping frown.
The sun constantly mocks us with its stance,                                                                34
Putting us all in a satanic trance.
Time here has yet to stop,
Luckily it slowly keeps moving,
From clock to clock.

I see Alice constantly in her bed,
All those tormented thoughts trapped in her head.
She?s finally forgotten about us,
Her golden heart has lost all its trust.
That?s when the idea creped into my mind,
It was one of those rare finds?
If only I could touch Alice?s soft hair,                                                                               46
Bring back her memories and make her care.
But how exactly could I?
Then I remembered,
Alice?s small stuffed rabbit doll.
She?s had it since she could barely crawl.

The doll has always been her best escape,
A way to run from the real world?s rape.
But she hasn?t touched that doll in ages,
It?s been lost under her autobiography?s pages.                                                              52
The nurse has kept it since Alice first arrived,
But now I do believe it truly is the time.

I allowed the blackness to close my eyes,
Breaking me from Wonderlands ties.
Only to open them once again,
And I felt washed of all my sins.                                                                                    60
Looking again, I saw a small white door.
The doll had been locked in a closet by that fat old whore.
I had to escape and reach that lost girl,
Lost in the deep, dark mind swirl.

Now I can hear the soft noise of footsteps,
Clip, Clop, Clip, Clop,
It sounds like the hoofs of a horse on a cobblestone road.
The door to the closet slowly opens,
And the scent of rotting flesh enters my nostrils,
A large nurse grabs me by the arm,                                                                              70
I fear she might cause me some kind of harm.
She smiles warmly at me,
I?m scared out of my wits I must decree.
What does this nurse plan to do?

Around me I see a long white hallway,
The exit seems so far away.
Pictures of the Mad Hatters domain enter my head,                                                      76
That foolish man, his sanity is long dead.
May god bless his decaying soul?
How it must feel to be hit with such a heavy toll.

The nurse stops at a door,
I hear her mumble quietly to herself.
The door seems to take forever to unlock,
When the door swings ajar I see Alice lying still,                                                          84
Her eyes seem locked for the kill.
She ignores the presence of the nurse,
She would rather see her lying in a hearse.

Slowly I am placed under Alice?s pale arm,
And my heart is taken over by her charm.
Her face looks so gentle and pleasant.                                                                       88
Far from some lonely peasant.

The nurse then leaves the room,
The large door closes with a ?boom?
The world around me shakes,
Like I?m stuck in some horrible earthquake.                                                                 96
Alice looks at me with deep pale eyes,
And I feel like I could cry.
Her expression is so damaged,
Lost within the cuts under her bandage.

I then fall to the tiled floor with a loud smack,
My head hits with a large crack.
Behind me I can hear the shrill cry of that girl,
She finally remembers her own world.
Lost under the torment and grief of her soul,                                                                106
Wonderland surely did mold.
No more time to wait by,
To her world she must fly.
Save us from this horrible mess,
For her it would truly be the best.

I feel her hand grope around my chest,
And I am slowly raised to her breast.
She nuzzles me within her arms,
From her I will surely receive no harm.                                                                      113
I feel her lie back in her bed,
No more time for her to take her meds.
As back she goes to Wonderland.

Today is my unbirthday,
And what an amusing one it has been.
Finally washed clean of all my sins.
No more wasting time,                                                                                              122
I always hated committing that crime.
Finally I have done a good deed,
And planted a new seed.
Time to get rid of that horrible bitch,
Alice please deliver us from that witch!