The Well Of Despair
You can see the stars from the bottom of the well
Daylight was darkened on the day that I fell
Tumbled through shadow, falling forever
My love it was broken
Death severed our tether.
The link to my past spiralled away
And here on my back in this well I now lay
Gazing at stars, moonlight in my eyes
Crimson the colour of darkening skies
Dreams of my lover lost and remote
As here in iced water my body does float
Dying in dreams my spirit is broken
His name on my lips is mournfully spoken
‘Henry my love, I cannot forget
The nights that we shared I will never regret
But death took you early
And forever my pain
Will ache in my heart and always remain’
My breathing grows shallow my memory is vague
I remember disease
The stench of the plague
Carts filled with corpses deep pits full of lime
Painted crosses on doors
A pitiful time
‘Bring out your dead!’
The Criers would call
Death led to this well and my final fall
But the waters can cleanse and the stars I can see
And the ending of dreaming will set my soul free
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