Skotia

Somewhere in my mind lies a darkness

Holding secrets I don’t even know

Like Pandora’s Box, it opens to

Let loose all the ills that have been

Suffered upon me, all the ills I have

Suffered upon others, guilt, heartaches

What happened to my treasure chest

Holding golden nuggets of happiness

Of redeeming memories, of hope?

It seems to have been sealed away

My wistful soul awaits its release