Fair Falling

I'm trying
to move from
the dark to
the light,
but I'm moving
further away
as my hate
turns to spite.
It's like trying
to fall up
rather than go
down, much
like Alice
falling below
the ground.
And still
I hear them
whisper softly
in my ear,
"Keep your
heart and
mind away
from fear."
But, through
crushed hopes
my heart will
not heal,
and soon
within me
I lose the
ability to feel.
The shadows
speak to me
through words
filled with
spite,
They whisper,
"Fair Falling"
as I fall further
away from light.