The Well

You pushed me down the well

I hope you have fun in hell

It was the day I fell

Which was the day I felt

It scared me I must say

Knowing I would die today

I woke up like I would

And looked to where my table stood

I put on my clothes

And put food on the stove

I was feeling restless

Much like how you were relentless

When you were beating me senseless

I cried hoping I would wake up

But was without luck

As it was not a dream

All I could do was scream

I collapsed from pain

Blood coursing through my veins

My heart racing; I said to myself

That at least you’ll burn in hell

It all seemed rather dire

When you decided to burn me in the fire

You suspended me from a wire

But when the fuel would not light

I looked in your eyes and saw fright

You knew it would not burn

I broke free from the wire I was held by

Now it was my turn

I smiled looking sly

I pulled out a knife

And begun to slice

Your skin so smooth

It’s a shame I’ll cut all the way through

It was a pleasure knowing you

But in the middle of the cut I noticed something

You had no fear

You felt no agony

I realized that as I cut… I was just like you

Broken and numb

Then I sat down

Right there next to you

Your body seemed lifeless yet warm

Had your soul finally been torn?

I felt your heart and there was a beat

And I looked down and noticed a twitching of your feet

I threw the knife down the well

Deep into the darkness it fell

I heard a splash that echoed faintly

As the surrounding world turned quiet

I felt a sense of safety

That withered away quickly

As the sky began to pour

And my body was feeling sore

The air felt warm and damp

I dragged you under the well

Under the cover it was arid

But then you awoke

From fear I started to choke

For that look in your eye was horrifying

And I began petrifying

The way you seemed to see my soul was terrifying

I gasped and began to fall

I reached out hoping to grab hold of the wall

Nevermore will I see another day

The light began to fade

The farther I fell

The closer I felt

To the end of my suffering

If you had let me live

Maybe I would confess my sins

Maybe I would have changed for the better

Or I would have stayed worse

Maybe it’s best for me

For me to no longer be

I thought back on these moments

They were no longer of torment

I knew I would get what I deserve in hell

And honestly I’m glad I fell

By: Kylan Walker