deep in the abyss
a weep muffled
can’t be heard
felt or cuddled
you were hurled
down the hollow
alone and forlorn
there was nothing
you can do
there was no one
to save you
little spirit
deprived of blithe
you were supposed
to be here
to be among
the dear
to be babbly
and sanguine
but now that is
all a delusion
as here you are
lying underneath
disposed very quick
howl no more
my little one
my wings
will fly you
to the up above
and there
you will have
the one thing
you miss to have
she that’s supposed
to give you this
is now confined
in a hellish place
called regret