Sonnet for the North Wind and other poems (Novus' Poems)

Pandora's Box

Emptines is what fills thy heart

Lost in the unending struggles of reason

Alone in this world in isolation

Wandering down the paths of death

Where do damned spirits go?

To the deep realms of darkness

Where the poor heart beats no more

The pain stabs deep within

And the wound does not heal

As it bleeds forevermore

Thy mind is screaming

Restless to the constant beating of the drum

I struggle and try to escape

But thy hands are bound

By a strength unknown and unfamiliar

Death I do wish thy will be done

But thou wilst not

For love has condemned me

To a faith of damnation

Love would never be known to thine heart

And would always remain a painful stain in my mind

Nothing lasts

But memories wish to be gone

Would never be forgotten

All had not yet been lost in life

When insanity had been eternity

I would not let thy hands grasp

From mine embrace

The faint memories of yesterday

Mine bleeds forever

Thy soul in eternal fire

Eyes forever constant

“For evil is thy seed and immortality is thy fate.”