How easily the mind can twist the truth of those we love,
turn upside down and inside out realities long known,
and tumble into rabbit-holes where reason has no place;
madness rules reality and hope will not be shown.
Mirrors are reflected through corridors of distant thought,
images collected, flashing, clear and brightly drawn,
distractions and distortions which trap in sudden glare;
beliefs are born in hidden realms and love is left forlorn.