finally the protagonist came to realizehow long it remained blinded to the fact

the hole in which it fell was materialized

and that in reality it had not fallen into a Wonderland

but had been born into a Hell on Earth
it is funny how this story must end

with the protagonist in time escaping the world in which it fell

for this story never tend

to end on a happy note but what the hell
you followed my foretelling thus far 

and you are slowly reaching were it ceased to continue

because it would seem that this world so bizarre

because the protagonist was the real issue
you see everything the protagonist saw

was simply a piece of itself in the mirror

so ironic don’t you think that whole story in which I draw

the demons the protagonist fought be caught by my picture
yes that’s right the protagonist

was the creatures in which it witnessed

sadly stuck being above all the antagonist

and it was at this moment of hours in its finest
atlas I was forced to be the one to break the forecast

that the protagonist looking inside to learn anew 

and for its naïve shell to be downcast

for my story remains completely true
the irony in my words, of being only several in one

being everything the protagonist despised

and so the story of the protagonist goes done

and when it seems this would be the demise of the protagonist
it was simply the start of something blissful