Wishing Well

I gaze down thru the darkness

searching for something more.

In my mind I am trapped

searching for a door.

The pain that closes in on me

puts pressure on my soul.

Survival thru the coming storm

is now my only goal.

I toss a pebble in the well.

Watch the ripples move away.

See the water now unchanged,

it's the same thing everyday.

It starts to pour upon my body.

I gaze up at the sky.

The storm clouds aren't so tricky

they do the same thing as my eyes.

Listen to the wishing well

pink, splash, splish, filling to the brim.

My wishes now are over flowing

this is very grim.

Watch my wishes one by one

as they fall upon the ground.

Forming a puddle at my feet,

I slowly watch them drown.

Feel the dampness as the sky

keeps throwing down the rain.

I feel the drumming from inside

I'm filling up with pain.

The water is rising faster now.

I climb upon the ledge.

I glance back at my washed out dreams

and step off of the edge.

My mind has played a trick on me

the water completely gone.

As I fall deep in the darkness

I gaze back at my last dawn.