An Attempt to Sleep

Alice slept to the sound of lullabies

In her sister’s lap

But I have to sleep to your allegations,

Blames and insults

Thrown at each other

Like arrows

And I hurting crossfire


It seems the attempt to sleep is a crime

For the arrows follow me into my sleep

Like Alice: falling into a dark rabbit hole

Only for me

Darkness follows darkness

Not cupboards


This poem is about: 
My family
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