The Well Poem by Cody O'Hara

There once was a forest
Dark and deep

There once was a house
Grim and bleak

There once was a girl
Who lived in the house

There once was a well
That sat behind the house;

Where the little girl did dance and sing
And draw up water in the spring;

And once upon a time
There came shadows from the trees

Stealing away the innocent scents
Floating on the breeze

And bringing bloody death to
The house in the forest with the well;

Where the little girl did dance and sing
And draw up water in the spring;

And death does knock at every door
And madness lets the well's screams outpour,

And so the well where the little girl
Did dance and sing, and draw up water in the spring;

Behind the lonely broken down
House rotted and dead

Sitting at the end of the forgotten
Road in the dark forest;

Attracts now and then an unwary traveler or two
To see the well behind the house where death took its due

And there they discover the empty house
Then finding the well where death's bells ring

And by and by they peer into the deep
The well then too, upon them does creep

Then oh then, the girl does return
To dance and sing and draw blood for her king

Holding in her hand a dagger
Singing the songs the end shall bring;

So if you happen across a well,
Lost in the forests deep in hell

Walk on, don't stop, never look back
For once you have all will be black