I dreamt I was Alice, white and pure,
And I was trapped in a Wonderland of ideas and thoughts so obscure.
I had a lover whom I'd never met but was soon stolen due to my naiveity,
As I mourned this loss, the earth slowly began to feed off my insecurities.
It's populace was plagued for centuries with tricks and treachery.
They all tried vainly to reshape me, mold me into their Evil Queen.
Amongst the chaos and cruelty, I lost sight of what was real.
Worst of all, I realized, I'd grown too numb to feel.
I managed to escape with nothing but a gown of shame left to wear,
And scars containing stories of hatred and spite I am forever damned to bear.
Now, I'll aimlessly wander these empty, majestic fields all alone;
Calling out desperately as I search for a lover I've never known.
For, with myself as Alice, I've never seen a future so sad.
But as a nightmare, it wasn't half bad.
Wrote this very quickly and I don't like the end but oh well. I had a dream that was oddly deep and wrote this about it. Updated it to get rid of typos.