He was dropping glass
in front of me
and I kept stepping
on the shattered fragments
but there was nothing I could do,
I had to keep following him

But my name is not Alice
and this is not how I pictured
Wonderland

I never woke up
from the nightmare
that kept crawling into my pillow

Wonderland was a dark hallway of *******
and I just stood there waiting
for the lights to turn on
while he was holding down the light switch

By Chloe Elizabeth