Beyond the Shattered Looking Glass

I slipped through, gradually...
I'm not Alice, I'm just me.
Wife, mother, and a broken woman.
I wanted escape, and thought
I'd found what I was looking for.
Only the fish swam around my brain,
and let the shards slip, slip
in
My feet aren't steady, and
neither are my hands.
I just wanted to be
someone else for a little while,
until I was reminded of who I
am.
I am nothing.
I am nothing.
I am nothing.
I'm nothing.
But a shard, and a shell.