The prison within....

I.
My heart drowns in infelicities,
its weight pulling me down.
Sadness, anguish, malice,
doubt, travail. They linger
within my heart. Occupying
every corner, every space,
constantly pulling me down.

II.
I drown within my
heart, my mind is locked in
a melancholy state.
The chains the darkness
conjures holds me captive.
Unable to break free I gradually give up.
Each passing day
I lose sight of who I really am, I continue
on sinking deeper into the abyss.

III
This deep chasm
becomes my prison,
my life, my all. In here
each passing second becomes
a tiny forever.
A forever of gloom,
chains, and nothingness.
I pull and I pull
but the chains that bind me never break.
My strength slowly dries up, along
with my spirit, along with my soul.

III
I turn into a lich, dried to the bones.
The winds from the darkness
continue its beating on my body,
freezing my every part.
The cold bites into my skin,
with its razor sharp teeth,
it never dies out.
Chained and beaten,
I continue my suffering
in the never ending
winter nights.

IV
I wake up,
oblivious to the time.
Time has no meaning
in this forsaken land,
where the sun never shines
and the nights continue forever.
Where the stars are dead,
and the moon is painted red.
Where the wind is alive,
and eats away your flesh.
The land that is within my heart.
I fall back to sleep once again.

V
I lie bruised
and the wind has
scarred me with its
bites. The chains still
bind me, I slowly lose
sanity. The line between
sanity and insanity
vanishes bit by bit.
I laugh and I cry,
hearing myself I grew
terrified. Scared of who I
became. The line
completely disappears.

VI
Death never looked
so beautiful....
Its sweet voice calling me
within the dark.
I feel its cold touch
upon my wounds.
I can feel its breath
right before me.
It's calling me,
asking me to come forward,
offering me serenity,
offering me sanctuary.
The chains slowly come loose,
my hands and legs break free.
I fall into Death's cold arms,
to forever sleep, cradled into
Death's chest....