Down the darkened hall of my life I walk
Distant voices trail within the walls
Shadowed memories continue to stalk
It was upon my darkest hour
I came upon an open wooden door
Candle light dancing upon the floor
Inner screams threaten
For my soul they wish to devour
Within the room
A familiar voice cried
Please help me find Mr. Blue
I hid him the night before I died
He is lonely...my teddy bear toy
Next to a mirror that stood cracked but whole
There stood a frail shell of a boy
Eyes black as coal
His hands felt like that of frost
Into the mirror we went
Drifting through years of memories lost
There a blonde haired boy slept
Decades of pain yet to be spent
I stood there and wept
I peered under the bed
There laid Mr. Blue
As I tucked the bear
Under the covers
And next to his head
I heard a teary voice
A quiet cry of thank you
He whispered you must go now
I hear his footsteps near
It is almost time
Quickly you must touch the mirror
Everything began to spin
Once more I found myself
In the candle-lit room again
There stood the same frail boy
In his arms he held
Mr. Blue, his beloved toy
A tear fell from my cheek
He caressed my long blonde hair
I held out bruised arms that bled
He handed me Mr. Blue and said
For this a long time you did seek
But, there is another now there
She cries out into the night
You know what you must now do
I hugged my teddy tight
I reached through the mirror
Into her battered arms
I tucked Mr. Blue