Don't Let the Nun Climb Out of the Dry Well

I sit in a spotless room.

The head nun holds up a lamp, and the second nun picks up a rope.

The third nun patches and sews, and the fourth walks into the morgue.

They say, “Little nun, your eyes shine so bright.

Carry her to the dry well and seal it up with cement.

Don't let her climb out, and don't listen when she cries that it hurts.

Because the demons have covered her beautiful eyes again and again.”

*“I” am not the protagonist.

*The main text is in third person.

*I took a screenshot. I really like this idea, so I'm not changing it.

Theme: Break free from life's shackles and never give up in the face of adversity.