Death of the Raven

Once upon a Summer's dream
Is all it will ever be
Fairytale endings lost in her scream
Fabric of truth ripped at the seam
No one can tell her what to believe 
She's gone too far for hope of recovery
All that is left is the black feathered mockery 

Lenore has lost it, in her cell
Shackled to the drying well
Wishes held and never bore
To quoth the raven nevermore.