The Girl in the Well

A little girl who lived in a well, what a sad story, she was denied to tell.

There was a little girl

who lived in a well,

Such a sad story,

she longed to tell.

But no one would notice,

or bother to hear,

they never paid attention,

to her pouring tears.

Tattered and torn,

scraps sewn together,

enduring the pain,

far longer than forever.

Her broken heart,

She holds close to her chest,

praying that soon,

her soul will rest.

Her sad eyes,

search for another,

a man brave enough,

to claim her as his lover.

No one comes,

she's alone yet again,

Even God is doubting,

her lonliness will end.

Saddened and despaired,

she curls to the well,

cracks forming in the stone,

where her icy tears fell.

Hands so delicate,

stroke the cold stone,

though completely isolated,

she's never really alone.

But she seeks compainonship,

from someone of blood & skin,

A man so kind and gentle,

a person who will make it all end.

But No one will take her,

or accept her as their own,

So she carves her story,

into the cold hard stone.

She hopes someone will find it,

once she's gone and dead,

so they will all know,

how much her heart bled.

There was a little girl,

who lived in a well,

Such a sad story,

she never got to tell.

 

Reviews

[there is no more from m..]

what a sad poem :(
it was very well written
Filled with emotion

[cookie monster love <33]

omg *jaw drops*

[Holly]

Again. Wow. It's so sad, but very visual. I can see it happening. Have you ever written anything happy? I feel bad for the little girl. *tear* Good job.