
She finds herself in Alice
Desperately trying to find a solution
To escape her written fate
Small scrolls offering to save her
Eat me
But this pill makes her small
Drowns her voice
And demands obedience
It makes her still
And forces her to fall asleep
In the middle of a flower bed
That pill hides the voices
Behind a simple curtain
They boil with anticipation
Preparing for their cue;
Once the euphoria is over
They will enter from stage right
And spew their deadly arias
She desperately grasps
Praying there’s anything
She may ingest
To release her from this wonderland
Drink me
To numb the pain
For a moment she feels released
The burden of who she is not
And who she is supposed to be
Alleviated from her aching shoulders
But this drink is quick
It takes away her memory
But not that of those around her
Whom she whips
With the hate and pain
That she couldn’t bear herself
He offers her a different drink
And pleas with her to take it
With tears rushing down his face
You’re disappearing, he says
Your body is shutting down
If you will not eat
Drink this instead
It will make you grow
She is envious of Alice
For even at her darkest moments
Through all of her mistakes
Alice stayed beautiful and loved
Perhaps it was that Alice was just a visitor
Whereas she lives endlessly
Trapped in a timeless chasm
So far from the other side
She can no longer exist in reality
To remain eternally as nothing but a drawing on paper
About the Creator
Angel Friesen
I use my expertise in sociology, psychology, and business to create daily articles with various social sciences/political themes. My hope is to educate and entertain in the search of understanding the human condition.

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