There is a place
Deep in the woods on the
Outskirts of town
So deep, in fact
Not even many hunters
Go that far
When searching
For their next ****
It's simply too far in to go
If you don't plan on spending the night there
Because once you arrive
The air is usually thicker
And the Sun is usually set
The Moon already looming over you

But legend has it
That if you do dare
To go that far
What you find may be of
Great importance
To you
Or to someone you know
It will
Without a doubt change your life
Your world
And how you perceive it
Supposedly

The nature of what exactly
It is
Is up for debate
Some say its a well
And the water inside of it
If you're brave enough to scale the walls
All the way down
And drink some of the water
It may have a certain Fountain of Youth effect
If you will
On you or anyone who does this

Still, others say
To get to this well
You have to get there in one piece
Still breathing
You can't already be dead and then go looking for a **** Fountain of Youth, can you?
No, that pretty much excludes you from the whole effect
Anyway, it's a supposedly dangerous path
The trees might suddenly start closing in
As the volume of shrubbery gets thicker and thicker
The branches may take on a life of their own
And direct all their attention to you
Clawing and scratching
Until your bleeding all over
But that's not the least of it

Once a drop of blood is spilt
Just one tiny drop is all it takes
That's when she picks up on you
She lives in a house
The house in which the well is located
In the basement
But when she senses you're near
You're pretty much ******
She waits
And waits
And waits
Nostrils flaring
For you to either turn around and leave
Or to continue on
Towards her home

She has black eyes
Like her pupils have dilated to the point
That they overrides any color that was once there
If there ever was any color
She has black hair
That extends probably to around her waist
And mostly obscures her ****** features
There's no real way of telling
If she's an old woman
Or a young lady
Her hair scraggly
But that's probably due to a lack of bathing
Not age
And she's supposedly not such an ugly woman
When she chooses not to be
Her motives make her features morph
Her hair seems to grow
Her eyes intensify
The darkness within seeming to spill into the air around you

I don't know
I don't know if I believe it
I mean, it sounds like a bunch of ******* to me
Whoever made this up must've had a ton if time on their hands
But people believe this crap
They actually think a woman lives in the woods
With trees that seemingly come alive if you go too deep
And with a well in the basement of her house
That will magically have you live in forever

I don't know about you
But I think I want to try to hike there
Soon
If there even is a "there"
If only to prove all these lunatics wrong
Wish me luck