You Asked for Simple & so Simply This:

I Am the Well

into which—

You have dropped

Your Wish—

#Darkness #Challenge

An imperfect machine

does what it has to,

nothing more.

An imperfect soul

can hold what is precious,

nothing more.

How much more

before the imperfect machine

starts breaking down?

I was once broken,

Twice shattered,

Thrice absolutely crushed.

But through the tatters

Of my tainted dreams,

I weave an unbreakable will;

Strife will not overtake me.

I will win.