The Woman in the well

I cannot take another step,
For great fear that I may fall.
I’m only eggshell at it’s best,
A buffed up china doll.
And though I try so hard to find
The best way to forget,
my hardened, burning heart it bleeds
And makes another bet.
I’m mocked and licked,
And kissed so hard, I cannot feel the pain.
I have only a slight hemorrhage
with nothing left to gain.
A deep hole is before me,
And one that leads to hell
And no one stands beside me
But the woman in the well. – LKJ Slain