Pandora

A short piece on the grief of pandora

Pandora

Oh, pain my heart to this spot
pull me down, I will rot,
upon this desolate place.
No longer will I live, I will not.

Broken, you've broken me
My heart, my head will never be free.
I am nothing, nothing I am.
I shall never again be.

What now shall I do?
I am empty, abandoned, this life is cruel,
I am finished, take me back,
for I am awash in shades of blue.

I shall cry, it's all my fault.
I let the sorries out of their vault.
and into the blackness I did run
to hide from your assault.

In the void I then found,
not one aspect of sight or sound.
The tears that have fallen are gone.
I'm truly nothing, and to you I'm still bound.