Under the stars
Beyond the woods with their whispers and taunts
Lies my Heart in the well.

I dropped it there
for the well is deserted
No human makes their commute beyond the woods.

The cold waters caressed my heart until it grew warm and use to the water.
The light gave a view of the walls and I was content.
The walls were wet and covered in slime.
No one would want to crawl in here to save it.
that's what I want.

Insects swim along side the walls trying not to drown
Trying not to be in death's hands.
my heart will not be ever in death's hands
They made a pact.
As long as my heart is in the well
Away from love
Death will keep it alive.