Traumatized by Her Dreams

and no, still not my picture…

Dreams never could hurt NOBODY, she’d thought, ‘cuz you wake up at the end!  But, she was still, traumatized by her dreams, she couldn’t, erase the thought of how, the Queen of Hearts pursued after her like crazy, how when the Queen of Hearts finally got her hands on her, she’d ordered her Cardsmen:  OFF WITH HER H-E-A-D!  And all of those Cardsmen, with whom she’d befriended in her dreams, disregarded that she was, their friends, and still, chopped her head off!

She was, traumatized, there was NO doubt ‘bout it!  What confused her the most was, how was, a Queen, who’s supposed to love all her constituents be so MEAN?  Isn’t a Queen supposed to be kind, gentle, and loving, toward all of her people, like a mother loved her children?  But not the Queen of Hearts, oh NO!  That’s one apple that’s gone bad, a long, long, long time ago all right…

Traumatized by her dreams, and she’d waken up, covered in cold sweats, and, she became, wide-eyed, like that deer, HIT with the cars’ headlights, she’d lain her head down to her pillows, closed her eyes, tried to fall asleep, she’d counted sheep, then, the cards (b/c she’s still, ALICE!!!), then, she’d recited the verses from the Bible too, but, none of that worked well, putting her back, to sleep again……………

Nothing was EVER the same again for Alice, after she woke from her trip to Wonderland, it’s, as if she’s no longer herself anymore, she’d no longer stared into space in her lessons, or, lost her concentration so easily, nor did she daydream anymore either.  She’d become, traumatized, by her dream, and, even though, the dream lasted, BUT no more than two hours on that sunny afternoon, when she was out in the garden with her older sister, but, it’d, impacted her since then.

still not my picture here…