Fallen In a pit

Fallen in a pit,
The walls are black with mold
A stream flows nearby,
To depths of earth unknown
Smeared in grime,
Is my white flowing gown
Should I care less,
Or should I more ?
I look up to see,
The white opening through which
I fell down,
Into this dark unfortunate hole.
Will I ever,
Get back there again ?
Is something ,
Which i don't want to think
For this place,
Is black and lacks mercy
My whole life,
Reflects in my eyes
In this single moment I have
Should I ,
Get up and explore
Or sit where I am ?
Should I cry to myself,
or scream out for help
With my quivering voice,
That would,
Never reach the top ?
Or maybe should I just,
Without letting anyone know
Succumb to my doom ?
And fall like autumn leaves
Just to bloom again
In flowers of the field
Because just maybe,
This was destined ...