The Stone Well

A sweet little boy,the family of three.
In a vast place deserted,just a dry old tree.
Behind his yard,lies whole world asleep,
some dark sad woods,and a stone well deep.
Every break of morning,soiled was his gown,
"Did you sneak last night?"her mom did frown.
"There is one like me,some other little kid.
she lived in this house,long before we did."
You can't see her now,but she talks to me,
We play in that well,with a smile said he.
In the night below waters,we are up till dawn.
With the set of morning,she is all just gone.
Don't search for me,I will just be fine,
She likes you as well,would you care to join?
Mom got afraid,in awe she screamed.
she went to her bed,dark eyes she dreamed.
The boy hung himself,that very night,
A calm dead face,and a smile far wide.
Now,with same still eyes,he stands down well,
"Come out my friend,I have things to tell.
It was closed thus far,I have unlocked this door,
We play together now,I am asleep no more".