#WritcoPoemPrompt58
I dreamt of falling down a well,
A narrow tube, deep beneath the earth,
Dark and moist, I saw a small child, that seemed familiar to me..but as I got closer the child was further away ,
it was a never ending fall , and I could only see images that I could not understand , and suddenly I could hear voices from far behind the shinning lights, the voices turned into echoes, I began to shout and yell what is going on,
and just like that it was quite and not so bright anymore as I...