Our Trip Through Disney World Was Well Worth It Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

'To all the misfits, the weirdos, the damaged, imperfect, and battered, my brothers and sisters:
For only through extraordinary suffering, would we ever lose ourselves. And, only through the loss of the self, does one truly understand, comprehend, grasp, and seize the inner workings of said self. Through the rebellion, the will to destroy, we drenched ourselves in addiction, in self-destruction, in misery. Yet, we rose, we ROSE!

We found that creating was the key. Not to ‘fix' oneself, to normalize oneself, but to design oneself; compose, construct, like a musical masterpiece. We found the striking, unfathomable evolution, the crystallization of madness fueled by a creative will. We experienced the metamorphoses. We cultivated wickedness and funneled the growth through it into the light.

We didn't believe in fairy tales anymore. We didn't believe in happily-ever-after, we didn't even believe in blissful-for-the-moment. We took a trip through the supernatural and fantastical worlds of the unknown before our resurrection. We thought we had nothing left but to turn our experiences, our memories—foul or divine—into an art.

This piece is a composition of the beginning. Not each opening singularly, but rather, our inception collectively. The journey through the ‘seven gates of hell, ' ‘The Long Road, ' ‘The Path of Most Resistance, ' —through these we achieved the rebirth, we evolved, and we emerged with shocking exultation. We welcomed the resurgence, and we survived. We not only survived through creative will, we thrived.'

Once upon a yesteryear, in a land that was somewhat nearby,
‘Sleeping Beauty' forgot to take her Happy Pills, and un-sedated, ‘The Beast' was filled with life.
The beauteous one was busy hunting for pure minerals from her neighbor, a ‘Jack-of-all-trades.'
She bargained for his magical beans, which always promised an ecstatic rave.
However, she knew she had yet to find the substance that would keep The Beast subdued, but Beauty couldn't track her sanity in this dwelling closer to a cartoon land, a circus, a Disney Jungle Book, or a world-class zoo.
Around this point, ‘The Jungle-Boy' furtively joined in the play.
He was serenading the Ice-queen on a frigid ‘Snow White' day.
As the brute carefully poked his head from the trenches,
Skillfully quiet, like a spy, until he was CERTAIN The Beauty was concerned with other adventures.
'All the household items are speaking; pots and pans, tea-pots, furniture, even the benches! ' Beauty said, describing her and ‘Alice'—a trip to ‘Wonderland.'
While the beastly one; a real Jekyll seized his moment to 'hyde, ' pondering the exact moment to abduct her for this unique ride. Perform a capture— an excellent day to do the deed, a perfect day for the rapture.
Like a behemoth from limbo, he attempted extermination,
Until along came ‘Pinnochio, ' putting up an unexpected fight; negation.
Abortion of the mission, for the beautiful misfits, he did, that day.
He halted the monster's mission with a heroic effort, a much-needed delay.
When later questioned, he said he did it to be able to feel; he just wanted to be human, breathing, be real.
He introduced another member named ‘Ariel.' She was suffering from an unfortunate loss; she was also tossed
Within the realms of make-believe through those eels'; demonic plans, conceived by them and their boss.
If only she had known the cost, she'd have screamed 'no! '
While Pinocchio
Just wanted love and a nose that wouldn't grow!
Ariel revealed to the group that she had asked for some legs. Another misfit who followed a false leader; the Jack-of-All-Trades.
Instead, she was fooled by the demons and left in a corner screaming, until they robbed her of her very own voice.
Sure, she could now stand on her own two legs, yet, she'd have to remain silent, without a choice.
While that Lyin' King, Jack, promised her what was only to be a delusion, the illusion.
Convinced her to join the rest, he was seducing, mixed up from ingesting hallucinogens.
They took a left from Wonderland, found ‘Neverland, ' hosted by a young man, named ‘Peter Pan.' He graciously welcomed them, raved of his freedom—as he made love to his fairy!
He explained these planes, how liberation was the only notion they should carry.
His fairy was also a magical Godmother, and met a young misfit thrown into the mix—yes, yet another.
‘Cinderella'—and her comrade named ‘Rapunzel'
Both were trapped, imprisoned, and forced into a miserable bubble.
Until Rapunzel let down her hair, though it was a hassle, and finally they crawled away from their torment in that castle. Both were set free that day with Tinker, The Godmother, providing a free wish, there was no pay.
And the last girl who broke free, you see, from the prison—the world she'd grown to hate, was a young girl fleeing like a warrior in a red-riding hood cape.

The crew decided together to make it through the mazes,
Understood the rebellion's lack of worth, the childish phases.
In this tale, of happily ever
After
Total and complete
Drug-induced
Disaster
The misfits found their path
They evolved together; they overcame the wrath
Of all The Beast, all the monsters, the heinous palaces—they left behind.
Through their torment, they uncovered an unexpected find:
Beloved relationships and creativity, though it took some time.
They had more than hopped fences, pushed boundaries, and crossed dangerous lines.

In closing, it turned out to be worth it for all,
Nobody can break them, as they create with magnificence, a spectacular mural, a wall.
Yes, united they stand, they will never divide and therefore fall,
And so, these misfits do live happily-ever-after-all.

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