Down Below

Coming and going,
back and forth,
never forever.
Step after step,
she walked
ever so slowly,
not knowing
where she was going,
where she
had come from.
Who is she,
where is she,
why is she,
who was who she was,
standing
where she was.
Step after step,
she journeyed
closer yet to her
imminent death.
Tick, tock,
tick, tock.
Everything was
suddenly gone,
as quickly as the
snap of one's fingers,
the tap of one's toes,
the blink of one's eye.
The steady dripping
of water
was following her,
stalking her,
and with the
combination of clocks,
tick,
tock,
birds singing
their haunting tunes.
Can you hear the words,
the lyrics that go along?
She can.
Forever infinity.
We know you're here,
and so does that,
be ready to run,
at the drop of a hat.
So sing along,
try to be brave,
listen to our song,
and heed our cries.
We can't help you,
oh wretched one,
anymore,
for the deed
has been done.
And you have
nothing
else.
Pay attention to us all,
for one by one,
we're bound to fall.
She runs and runs
and trips.
That
dreadful
mistake.
Help.
There's no one else
to save her now.
It knows,
for It always knows
and knew.
It is her past,
present,
and future,
and It's haunting her.
Tick,
tock,
drip,
drop.
The dagger plunges,
and here she is.
Down below
with
you
and
me.