ALSphere Foundation
Oh Erebus! Why have you cast me into this eternal night,
Conspiring with treacherous Boreas and mournful Nyx, adding to my plight,
The world lies shrouded in a veil of suffocating frost,
Where every passion, once aflame, is irrevocably lost.
The chill creeps through me, its icy fingers threading down my spine,
Carving an anguish as sharp and cruel as the biting wind,
Winter’s ruthless clasp has made me a prisoner of thunder,
Its solitude, a cruel companion that chomps at my spirit with relentless hunger.
The winter wind howls through my hollowed veins,
Freezing all sensation, indifferent to pleasure or pain.
My heart, once vibrant, is now a desolate tomb,
Enshrouded in cold, eternal as the moon.
The warmth of life and exuberance of joy have fled the light,
Leaving me to languish in this solitary winter night,
With wounds too deep for time to repair,
I’m abandoned to a frozen purgatory of despair.
Oh, I crave for the sun to pierce this calamitous night,
To scatter the darkness, to brighten my life,
But winter is cruel, and its reign supreme,
An unyielding tyrant of every shattered dream.
