Sunday, September 30, 2012

To Kill the Jabberwock


Down the rabbit hole I went, tumbling, bumping all the way. We stand face to face again,The Jabberwock and I. Him donning his invisible cloak, attacking from within. I run and run till my tired legs..... can carry me no more.
I hear him laugh behind my ear, his laughter ringing in my head.The spidery fingers of a creepy  fog grasping me, nowhere I can hide.I feel I am blind though my eyes do see....Indeed I am blind.For all is white in this crazy land,where I live with my fears. The Jabberwock devours my thoughts,It rejoices in my trembling soul.....I strengthen his powers every day,by fearing his very being. Hell is my worst fears,Hell is the home of the Jabberwock; right there on the top of my head,.....me, carrying my own hell........everywhere.
But no more……no more.
It is time to kill the Jabberwock,time to look him in the eye.To march all my fears in, one by one,through this wispy land.I will slay them all, with my bare hands..... each and everyone.The Jabberwock shall reign no more....in this hell of mine.
I shall conquer him, I shall conquer this..