Through the looking glass

The broken girl.

The broken dreams.

Tears swell up in grey eyes as silk rain drops fall onto her skin.

Wake up, cold world, blank stair. Empty person. Empty hope.

Looking in the mirror, not liking what is there.

Through the looking glass,  happiness waits.

Falling faster than Alyss into emptyness. Empty dreams. Empty promises.

Losing time. The black rabbit. Unknown. Fake. Meaningless.

Mad like a hatter, for thinking there is hope.

Mind loosing controll, slipping away. Cheshire cat. Gone.

Split sides. Innocent, pretty girl, or just anoher tainted child? Distinguigh fact from fiction.

Glass walls fall all around, replaces by a maze. Confused and alone, you find a single glass peice. Is this real? Blood surfacing on your delicate wrist reminds you it is.

Still waiting for a knight to appear. Soldier to stand tall in his blood soaked sunday's best. Save her before it is too late.

Forever Child. Back through the looking glass.