Loathed Well

Stuck on the Rotten HOLE....
Demons keep on coming....
Try taking my soul....


Doing Dance of Hell
In exchange of the Sprites
little Bill


I am forced to smile...
can't shed a little tear
and CRY...


Hope my rings bell's
to finally escape this Rotten HELL...
My Loathed WELL...



*An Original POEM by Shaun