I want my own looking glass...
Per chance to go trough it...
See what its like on the other side.
It seems anyplace could be better than the one I am at.
I'm quite certain anyplace could be just as worse...
In any event I would like to try.
Take the chance at a superior land.
My hopes and drams…
My imagination wandering and all my fears tied to one minute space.
A room of which I have created for better AND worse.
Created to make me most happy and bring me to my angriest state all at once
and all separated.
It would be all well in that manor
My emotions so confused…
For it is all done due to the own mind of which I obtain.
My own choice.
Consciously or outright unwillingly.
My creation of heaven or hell.
Is there heaven and hell?
If so: which am I in?
Hard to believe it is much of either…
But through my own looking glass would be both..
And neither would be gone.
And both always present.
Take me to Wonderland one a one way ticket.
I do not intend to return from my place.
My own place rid of you.
I love you with everything I can bear.
All of you…with my whole heart and more
So I shall leave to never hurt you again.
Through the looking glass I go.
Off to a land of Mystery and wonder.
Mirrored imperfection of light and dark.
Everything and nothing of which I want.
Not a bit of what I don’t and all of which I refuse to have.
How imperfect it will be.
There’s no chance of it to be worse than this place..
How impossible to be better…
Why…It’s just the same thought the looking glass…
Only a different perspective…
Am I now exactly where I wish to be?
Or is everything what I could never want?
Alas Alice! Do tell.
Slice my dreams to death and make my dreams come true.
To be continued. Edited. Revised. And Deleted.
