Alice, Alice, Are You There
Though the looking glass she saw
A reflection near the door
She turned her head to take a look
Then felt she had been mistook
She looked back and saw again
The same reflection near the chair
It was now closer and her brain
Began to register despair
As her gaze was drawn to it
She watched it moving ever near
She felt her unease rise a bit
And change from unease into fear
Looking back into the room
She saw nothing that could explain
So with a sense of utter doom
Glanced at the looking glass again
Behind her shoulder now there stood
A figure staring at her face
It's form was ghastly dripping blood
Her heart was pounding at a race
And as in every dream she had
This demon was a perfect match
A nightmare would drive her mad
But daytime means he's off his patch
Taunted by demons every night
Made to feel that dreams aren't good
Nights of terror fear and fright
Maybe he thought she understood
Keep the darkness for the night
Daytime flashbacks are enough
In the night time there's just fright
In the day time there's real stuff
So the looking glass was broke
And the daytime turned to fear
And she knew it was no joke
Went to bed each night in tear
And the demons came and went
And she fought them good and sure
But the nightmares wont relent
So she gives them true and and pure
So the looking glass was broke
And the demon went away
She was quiet never spoke
About the strangeness of that day
Carries on and doesn't look
At a mirror any more
For her sanity he took
Looking through that glass mirror
Copyright © Jane Shields | Year Posted 2017
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