Saw it was a door

No one else noticed it

Walked through

Sharp pangs

Throat clenched

Muscles grew

Mirrored wall

Looking through

It’s not Alice, it’s you

(Beating heart)

Melting parts

Grabbing at nothing

But mildew

Dark and dank

Heart sank

Going deeper and him

Mindly weeper

Possessing grim

Folded hymn

I can’t go back

Too late, reality I’m stuck

Calamity in two

Bleeding luck

Nothing bad anymore

But

My worst fears…

….are already here.