Fun House Mirror

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Fun House Mirror

Everyone wants an adventure,

Over here, let’s go inside

Let’s try the funhouse!

It will take you on a ride

Look into the mirrors

What do you see?

Are you insulted? Amused?

Perhaps it’s your perfect reality

Because the funhouse of love

Sort of warps your perspective

Take a closer look

The mirrors are more than reflective

Neon lights surround their frames

Curiosity draws you near

Teeming with anticipation

Casting aside thoughts of fear

The mirrors will lure you in with their charming smiles

Promising they will take your heart into safe keeping

You’ll be the perfect match

There will be no more weeping

It sends chills down your spine

You know something’s not right

An aura lurking behind

Temptation is stronger than fright

Transfixed by the image,

You both begin to cohere

Step by step,

The image still isn’t clear

Until it shatters to the floor

Slivers clatter on the ground

You couldn’t help yourself

The chains of allure had you bound

Revealing its intentions

It was just fun and games

Say goodbye to so called perfection

Knowing all along, you are equally to blame

But it’s alright

Funhouses don’t last forever

Perfect portraits portray what you want

To break the mirror, you must be clever

Some peer into the mirrors and are satisfied

Mystified, by its abilities to lie

Mesmerized by the horrific beauty

They are gratified

But mirrors can harm you

Your soul, they will slice into

So admire and desire

Do not touch and keep

For getting to close to a mirror

Will cut you skin deep

                The poem “Fun House Mirror” by Alyson Young is a metaphor for the dangers of love. The main focus is that love, just like mirrors can deceive you. Through that deceit they can be captivating and intrigue you. It also addresses the question of why we as humans chose to do the wrong action although we know it is wrong. Curiosity becomes the puppet master and we become slaves to our desires. We chose the wrong decision because often it is more interesting than the other. The wrong decision can seem more enticing and it provides false hope. The poem focuses on the idea that love can distort reality by clouding judgement. If love is taken to an extreme, it becomes the wrong choice. Alyson then continues on to divulge the consequences of choosing poorly, as investing in love too much will only lead to your defeat. She concludes with the idea that love is not necessarily bad, but it should not be pushed past some limits.